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Please Daddy By davidb234I guess it all started when Sam was about five years old. I'd been stuck with babysitting one Saturday and had missed a good deal of the ball game I was trying to watch on TV because I kept my eye on her so diligently. I had to do this of course as she was my only daughter, and the apple of my eye, and to be honest I didn't really mind sitting for her as it meant I got a lot more of her time. All of a sudden I heard her yell a little louder than usual, and jumped up to find her laying on the floor holding on to her knee and crying with pain.

Quick as a flash I scooped her up into my arms and returned to the sofa where I'd been sitting. There I laid her across my lap and inspected her legs to see what injury she had sustained. When I found nothing I surmised she had just bumped her knees hard and was reacting to the shock rather than to any specific pain. I smiled down at her and said "No real damage baby, shall I kiss it all better for you?" Sam looked up at me through her tear laden eyelashes and said softly "Please daddy". I bent my head, touched my lips to her knees one by one, then gently stroked my hands over the affected area as I smiled down at her. "All better now?" I asked with a loving smile, and she grinned up at me and nodded, "Yes thank you daddy." The next think I knew, she rolled off my lap, landing on her knees on the carpet then scampered away to resume playing whatever game she was involved in before her accident.

Kids learn very quickly, and Sam was no different to any other girl of her age. The one thing she learned fastest was that she could get virtually anything she wanted from me just by standing in front of me, looking up into my eyes and saying "Please daddy." About the only exception was if her mother had already said 'NO', then I stuck to our agreement not to undermine each others parental authority. This meant that Sam never got to the stage where she could ever play one of us off against the other. This was a good thing especially when it came to me finding my wife in a compromising situation with a family friend. I came home early from an out of town meeting, due to the fact there was a power failure in the building we were in, and the company called it off until another date. I walked into the house and went straight upstairs to shower and change for when the wife would get home with Sam, only to find she was already there, in our bed, getting herself well and truly fucked silly. That she had one of her co-workers, who was also our oldest friends cock firmly lodged in her cunt didn't make me feel any better. I showed my appreciation of the situation by grabbing a handful of his hair, pulling his head back as far as I could and smashing my fist into the middle of his face with all my might.

I felt so good about what I'd just done I didn't feel the pain of my broken finger for almost half an hour, by which time he'd scrambled into his pants and shirt. He'd then dashed out into the street carrying the rest of his clothes and clambered into his car which was parked halfway down the block. He then drove away like the hounds of hell were chasing him. In a way he was right; as I'd allowed him to escape from the house without further injury I told him in no uncertain terms what would happen to him if ever I saw him again, anywhere, any time. By the time I got back upstairs my wife was dressed and sitting on the bed in complete silence. I'd rather expected her to be screaming and shouting at me for what I'd just done to her lover, but I think she got the message I was pretty pissed off with the two of them and it wasn't in her best interest to say very much. I spent half an hour trying to discover what had made her do such a thing, then ending up asking her politely if she wouldn't mind packing her things and leaving the house while I went and collected Sam from school. By the time I returned she was gone, having left a note on the kitchen table saying she would send for the rest of her things when she had somewhere to stay on a long term basis.

I spent the rest of that afternoon and evening explaining what had happened to Sam, most of the time being spent with her in my arms crying as I tried to comfort her. Sam was ten at the time, and really felt the loss of her mothers presence in the house, especially for those things a girl needs to talk to a mother about rather than a father. The one thing I was glad of was the fact that Sam has started her periods a few weeks ago, having had two monthly cycles, and being almost an expert in looking after herself with regard to her sanitary arrangements. All I was going to have to do was make sure she didn't run out of the towels she was using, and everything was going to be OK! HA HA HA, just how naïve can a guy get? I suppose it was about twelve weeks after Sam and I were alone that I had my first inkling of what was to come, and I didn't recognise it for what it was, or I'd never had done what I did. I'd just been told by my lawyer that I would finally be divorced by the end of the following week, and that I would be granted custody of my daughter. As this was the only condition I placed on my soon to be ex-wife for me not making it very messy and extremely embarrassing for her, she agreed not to get us involved in a painful custody battle. She would have as much access to Sam as she wanted, so long as Sam also wanted it too. There was to be no fixed access schedule, all that would be needed was a telephone call giving a couple of days notice and they could have as much time as they wanted. Sam was happy with this, and as she was just coming up to her eleventh birthday she felt she was being given a little 'Big Girl' responsibility for her own actions.

It was Saturday afternoon, and I was laid out on the sofa, a beer in my hand and a packet of manufactured junk food on the floor beside me as I settled down to watch my favourite team play ball. Sam came into the living room, sat beside me and said in a hushed voice "My tummy hurts could you make it better for me please daddy?" I looked up at her and saw she had tears running down her cheeks as she cried with the pain she was in. I immediately put my beer down, pulled her down to lay beside me on the sofa and held her to me, her back pressed up close against my front. "What's the matter Sam darling?" I asked, suddenly worried as I'd never seen her like this before. "It's my periods daddy, sometimes they hurt so much I don't know what to do." Not knowing what on earth to do, I placed my hand on her abdomen and held her tight for a moment or two. As I felt her give a deep sigh I also felt her press back slightly as she said "Will you rub my tummy better please daddy?" and she then lifted her T-shirt up, allowing me to be in contact with the naked flesh of her abdomen. As requested I began to move my hands in circles over her tummy until I realised she had drifted off to sleep in my arms. Giving a sigh of relief I covered her up once more, reached for my beer and turned the volume up slightly so I could catch up with the action. To my amazement Sam slept right through the game, only waking up when I was forced to move to relieve the pressure that had built up on my bladder due to the beer I'd consumed during the game.

That was the start of what was to become a regular event, and over the next three years I got used to having Sam come up to me and giving me the 'please daddy' routine when she was having period pain. Despite my fears Sam didn't take advantage of me, at least no too much. As far as I could work out, she only came to me for a treatment when she actually had a painful period, and she never tried to get one just for the pleasure, which I know she derived from having it done. I got so relaxed about it that the first evening she came into my bedroom holding her tummy and saying "Could you make my pain go away please daddy?" I simply pulled back the covers and allowed her to snuggle up to me as I stroked my hands over her soft smooth abdomen. As I lay on my side, Sam cuddled up close to me with her back against my front and my arm over her side I suddenly felt her relax and her breathing slow right down as she drifted off to sleep. I leaned down, pressed my lips to the cheek and said "Come on Sam darling, you can't sleep here you know, you have a bed of your own to go to." Sam wriggled round until she was facing me, smiled up at me and said softly "Can I sleep here tonight please daddy, I feel so comfortable now all my pain has gone away." I grinned, kissed her tenderly on the forehead and said in a firm voice "No darling, you're too big to sleep with daddy now you know. If the pain comes back in the morning, come and see me and I'll rub it better for you, OK darling?" she pouted a little, and pleaded with me one more time, but in the end she shuffled across the bed, got out and went back to her own room after wishing me goodnight.

For some reason I had difficulty sleeping that night, but eventually drifted off into a fitful sleep that gave me no rest whatsoever. When I did wake properly I went to the bathroom to relieve my morning erection, then came back and lay back down until it was time to get up for breakfast. That plan was thwarted by Sam knocking on the door and coming in looking like death warmed up as she clutched her tummy once more. A moment later and she was cuddled up to me, my hand on her tummy and her low moans of pleasure coming one after another as I stroked away her misery. "That better darling?" I asked softly, and got a low "Mmmm.. thanks daddy, it feels wonderful now." I just lay there, Sam cuddled up in my arms as she slowly drifted off to sleep once more, with me following close behind her. How long Sam slept, I don't know, I do know she woke before me, but how much before me I never discovered. When I did wake up it was to find Sam still cuddled up close, with her hand holding mine in very close contact with her right breast. It wasn't the feeling of my hand on her small mound that woke me, it was the fact that she was moving my hand over her hot swollen breast and having her hard nipple scraping against my palm. The first Sam knew about being caught was when my hand stopped moving under hers, then her feeling it being pulled away from her body to lay behind my own.

"And what do you think you were doing young lady?" I asked as sternly as I could manage. Sam blushed fire engine red, averted her eyes and said "Sorry daddy, but my boobies were hurting and I wanted to see if I could rub the pain away like you do with my tummy." She was silent for a brief moment, then, before I could say anything she looked me in the eye and said "It was working too daddy, until you took your hand away. I don't suppose you would do it for me would you please daddy?" I smiled lovingly at her, gave a tiny shake of my head and said softly "No darling, that's one thing that daddies definitely don't do for their daughters, otherwise they can get into a lot of very serious trouble." When she glanced up at me with a most forlorn look on her face I chuckled then said "Just think of it as growing pains darling, all girls get them, and boys get other sorts of pain too, so you're not alone my love." That seemed to do the trick, and I heard no more from her about the subject for some months during which time I'd forgotten all about the incident. Things came to a head one Friday evening when Sam came home late after going to a movie with her mother. As usual she returned full of the film, as well as all the junk food she'd been able to get inside her, the only thing was she didn't look quite as happy as she usually did after such events. As she made no vocal complaint I didn't say or do anything apart from giving her her usual goodnight kiss before she went to bed. I suppose I'd been in bed for half an hour, and was just beginning to drift off to sleep when I felt the bed move and opened my eyes to see Sam climbing in beside me. "What's this then young lady?" I asked quietly.

Sam jumped, gave a gasp of surprise and said "I'm sorry daddy, I didn't mean to wake you. It's just that I'm in a lot of pain and I was hoping I could snuggle up to you and try to make it go away." It was then I noticed the tears filling her eyes, and being unable to resist offering to help her I threw back the covers and allowed her to fall into my open arms before I covered us up once more. "Where's the pain baby?" I asked, and she blushed before saying softly "It's my boobies again daddy, I know you wont rub them for me but Mom said it might help if I could press them against your back just like she used to when she was carrying me." I couldn't help smiling when she said this, as it was her mothers favourite pastime, getting me to stroke her tits when they began to hurt during her pregnancy. If I was asleep she would press them against my chest or back and gently move around, rubbing them against my warm skin. That's when I made the most momentous decision of my life; "Is it really that bad darling?" I asked gently. Sam nodded, and again I saw tears forming in her eyes. "Well, OK my love, lets see if I can do something about it. There's just one thing though darling, and that's that you must never tell anyone what I'm doing, especially not your mother, otherwise I'll be going to prison and you'll be taken away from me and never be allowed to see me ever again. Understand?"

Sam looked up into my eyes, nodded and said "Yes daddy, I understand. I just don't understand why." I grinned ruefully then said "Well darling, many people think that if a daddy is touching his little girl in a certain way, he's going to be hurting her. They take the daddy away so he can't hurt her again." Sam looked at me, frowned and said, with all her years of worldly wisdom, "But that isn't what you're going to be doing for me daddy, you're going to be helping me, not hurting me, so it doesn't matter, does it?" I gave her a kiss and a hug, "No I guess not baby. But I still don't want you to tell anyone about it. Let's keep it our own special secret shall we?" Sam stretched up, kissed me on the lips and whispered "OK daddy, it's our special secret and I wont tell anyone, not even Mom." With that she turned on to her back and opened her pyjama jacket before taking my hand and placing it on her left breast. As soon as my fingertips touched Sam's breast I could feel how hot they were, and looked down to see that they were suffused with blood. This flush was what was making them hot, and probably caused the pain as pressure was placed on the mammary tissue. Whatever, I gave Sam a shy smile and began to gently caress her breast mound with my fingertips, working in a spiral from the base up to her suddenly hard swollen nipple. I grinned inwardly as I saw she had puffies, stroking her aureole as it slowly swelled up making a cone shaped topping to her breast. It was all I could do to stop myself from lowering my head and taking her nipple between my lips and sucking it to a new rigidity. I only managed it by imagining what Sam's mother would say if she knew, and what my cell mates would be likely to do to me when they found out what I'd done.

Despite these thoughts I continued to caress Sam's breasts one by one, both with my fingertips and with the palm of my hand, despite them only being the size of a large Lemon. With a little shuffling about Sam was very soon laying with her head on my arm that I'd slipped under her neck. This gave me access to both her breasts and I was able to caress them together, my idea being that I could get this over and done with in half the time. A fine idea, but not quite as clever as I'd thought. Even when I stopped for a moment to ease the position my arm was in, with her head laying on it, all I could hear was gasps of pleasure issuing from between Sam's tight clenched teeth. All of a sudden she gave a long low groan and a tremor rippled up and down her tender young frame; the little minx had had an orgasm. I lay there, completely stunned, and wondering if she knew what had happened to her, and why it happened. By the time I'd convinced myself that Sam didn't really understand what had gone on I found that she'd recovered and had turned on to her side, pressing her breasts against my chest, one arm thrown over my chest and her legs wrapped round my thigh as she made herself comfortable before drifting off to sleep. Not wanting to disturb her, and inwardly enjoying the position we were in I lay quite still and very soon followed her example by going to sleep myself.

When I opened my eyes once more it was morning, the sun was streaming through the partially opened drapes and I could feel a soft warm body snuggled up against mine. This time though we were laying on our sides, my arms were wrapped round Sam's front and my hands were cupped over her firm young breasts once more. After the previous evening that didn't really upset me, what did though was the feeling I suddenly had of my hard throbbing cock being pressed between my daughters upper thighs. Knowing it was unlikely to have got there by accident the thought occurred to me that maybe Sam had engineered the position we were in. As gently as I could, trying hard not to wake her, I moved my hips back and began to draw my cock from the soft warm haven in which it was laying. What happened next gave me pause for thought; as soon as she felt my manhood moving Sam clamped her thighs together as tight as she could and moved her tight young butt back towards me, holding tight, unwilling to let me go. "Sam darling" I said softly "We have to talk, let me turn over please darling, I need to go to the bathroom before we start." "Right'o daddy" she murmured and slowly opened her thighs, allowing me to roll out of bed to go and relieve some of the pressure on my bladder. When I returned it was to find Sam sitting up in bed, naked to the waist, and from what I'd felt, below it too. I had to admit, much to my own chagrin, that Sam did have a very nice pair of tits. They stood firm, with none of the sag that would very likely overtake them in a few years time, especially if she took after her mother and ended up with the same 38DD. I got back into bed as quick as I could, not for any venal purpose, just so I could hide the erection that was rapidly returning, from Sam's sight.

Even with the cover of the robe I'd put on in the bathroom, I wasn't too successful, and I saw Sam grin as I shuffled back under the covers, sitting as far away from her as I comfortably could. "What are we going to talk about daddy?" said Sam, as she turned to face me, pointing her nipples at me like artillery pieces. "Just exactly what you're doing right now darling" I replied, "It really isn't a very good idea for you to be sitting like this especially in my bed." "But why daddy?" she said softly "You're not doing anything I don't want, you're not doing anything to hurt me, and I'm certainly not going to be telling anyone that my daddy made me have an orgasm when he was rubbing my painful boobies." SHIT!! That blew my theory that she didn't understand what had happened. "Err.. well yes darling, that's something else I have to say. I shouldn't have done that, and if that's what happens when I try to take away your growing pains, I'm afraid I won't be doing it any more." While I expected an argument, and eventually a heart rending appeal, I got neither. All I got was tear filled eyes and a quiet acceptance as she said "I understand daddy, and I'm sorry if I embarrassed you, but will you still rub my tummy when I have painful periods, please daddy?"

Seeing her sitting there like that almost broke my heart. I held out my arms to her, and a moment later she was sitting on my lap, wrapped in my arms, with hers tight round my neck, kissing me over and over again as she pressed her naked body to my chest. What also happened of course was that my bathrobe had fallen open as she straddled my lap, and with her being naked it meant that her soft warm hairless pussy was suddenly pressing down on my hard throbbing manhood. It wasn't that I didn't notice what was happening, I just wasn't paying attention. Sam was however, and as she laid her head on my shoulder she began to move her hips to and fro so gently that it took me a moment or two before I noticed what was going on. That's not quite accurate; what actually happened was that Sam was rubbing her clit against the underside of my erection long enough for her to climax once again. That was immediately followed by my own orgasm as I shot a truly massive amount of semen against both our abdomens before I could do anything about it. I was truly mortified by this and threw Sam off my lap, wrapped my robe round me and dashed to the bathroom where I ripped the robe off my back and got under the shower before I turned it on, disregarding the icy cold blast that hit me as I tried to scrub myself clean.

I stood there for a long time, the water from the shower head washing away my tears of shame, and I was so deep in concentration I didn't hear the bathroom door open. The first I knew of Sam's presence was when she said "Are you going to make me have a cold shower daddy. Maybe I should get in with you while there's still some hot water left" and before I could reply she was standing between me and the water jet washing herself clean of the drying cum that coated her lower abdomen. When that was done Sam turned round to face me, pressed her wonderful naked body close to mine and reached up to kiss me tenderly on the lips. "I think we need to have a little talk about what has just happened, don't you daddy?" she said softly, and when I nodded dumbly she gave me a loving smile, turned off the shower and reached for a towel. I just stood there while she patted me dry, back and front, ignoring the erection that had re-appeared as she knelt in front of me drying my legs. When I was dry she did the same for herself, hanging the towel on the heated rail when she was done, then taking hold of my hand as she led me back to my bedroom. Somehow I allowed her to push me down on the bed so I was sitting with my back against the headboard, completely naked. To make things worse, for me at any rate, Sam sat in front of me, Indian style, with her hands on her thighs. This of course displayed her wonderful smooth, almost hairless pussy to it's very best advantage, as well as allowing her breasts to stand proudly as she held her shoulders back, and her back up straight.

"I guess from what you did, that you didn't feel too comfortable about what happened, did you daddy?" she said softly, and with a tiny smile on her lips. I just shook my head, still unable to bring myself to speak to her. "Hmm.. I didn't think so" she continued, "I suppose I should apologise for what I did. It wasn't very nice of me to take advantage of you like that, especially when you had been so good to me. I'm sorry daddy, but I didn't really expect to have quite that much of an effect on you." I shook my head, "No Sam darling, it wasn't your fault, it was mine. I should have been able to control myself better, and I promise it won't happen again darling, no matter what." Sam sat there, her original grin slowly fading as she realised what I'd just said. She frowned for a moment as if she was thinking hard, then she smiled and said "Daddy, how old am I?" "Well baby, I'm quite sure you know it's your birthday in a weeks time, and that you'll be fourteen. Why do you ask?" She shook her head slowly "Oh, I was just wondering if you thought I was still a little girl that needed protecting from learning about sex, that's all daddy." I blushed at this reminder of what had happened, and Sam grinned as I said "Well, as far as I'm concerned darling you are. The one thing I have to do is protect you until you're able to do it for yourself." "But who are you going to protect me from daddy, no you surely?" "Yes, if necessary, even from me. I'm the one person that you should always be able to trust to look after you, not have to watch out for so you don't get abused."

A broad smile spread over Sam's face, and she unwrapped her legs, crawled on hands and knees up the bed until she was once more straddling my thighs and sat down firmly on my slowly swelling manhood. When I went to push her off she resisted, saying "Daddy, let me sit here while I say something, please daddy." I nodded resignedly, and allowed her to sit on my erection, once more feeling the length of it pressing against her warm wet pussy lips. "Now then daddy" she said "What you have to understand is that despite me only being fourteen, I do know what sex is all about, at least I think I do, never having experienced it yet. Not only do we have sex-ed at school, a number of my friends have lost their cherries, and are enjoying themselves on a regular basis with their boyfriends." She smiled at the look of horror on my face then said in a whisper "Don't worry daddy, I'm still a virgin, in fact I haven't even let any of the boys at school get their hands inside my bra, let alone my panties." My relief was so visible that Sam burst into a fit of the giggles, and this somehow lightened my mood for a moment or two. "The thing is daddy, that you've been giving me orgasms for a long time, especially when you were rubbing my painful boobies for me." She grinned as I nodded my head in acknowledgement of the fact, then continued, "Well, don't you think I might have enjoyed being able to do the same for you, even if it was so very quick, and I didn't even get to see what it looked like, or how it happened?" Sam paused for a moment, then she hit me with it, "The thing is daddy, I really would like you to teach me all about sex, at least the bits I don't already know. I'd like to see what a mans penis looks like close up, and I'd like you to show me what it feels like to be made love to by the only person that I know really loves me."

"I can't darling" I said in a whisper, "Surely you'd rather have someone your own age show you that sort of thing?" Sam shook her head, "Not if my friend Melissa is anything to go by daddy. I saw her in the shower after gym one day, and she had bruises all over her boobs, and scratches on her thighs. When I asked her what had happened she told me her boyfriend got a bit too enthusiastic on their last date. Daddy, I don't want that to happen to me, I'd much rather have you show me how it should be done. Besides" she said with a grin "I know it's going to be a lot more comfortable here than in the back of a car or out in the woods somewhere." At that point I said that we had to get up and have breakfast, and that we could continue our discussion later. In fact Sam was bombarding me with arguments all morning, and when we were sitting down after having our lunch I decided to tell her a big lie for the first time in my life, hoping it was going to be the one thing that closed the subject. "I'm sorry Sam darling, but even if I agree with everything you've said I still can't help you out for medical reasons." "Oh, what's that then daddy?" she asked suddenly confused. "Well darling, it seems I'm allergic to something they use to make condoms, and we can't take the risk of you getting pregnant, can we?" "Oh, damn" said Sam under her breath, but not low enough for me not to hear. I smiled inwardly as she looked up at me and said "Is that the reason you can't do anything for me daddy?" I nodded once, and she continued "But, if that wasn't a problem would you do what I asked?" I may as well have hung myself, but I just nodded and said "Yes darling, I would, after all you are a very desirable young lady, and I agree that you might get hurt doing it with an inexperienced boy."

"Would you even have popped my cherry for me on my birthday?" she persisted, and like a fool I smiled lovingly at her and said "Yes of course I would my love. I do think it might be a good idea to stop talking about it though, don't you darling, I'd hate for you to feel bad about not being able to go any further." Sam nodded slowly, "Well OK daddy, it is a bit of a bummer, I don't suppose there's anyway we can not get me pregnant so you don't have to use a condom, is there daddy?" I shook my head "No sorry darling, I'm afraid there isn't. If there was I'd start showing you right now." "Is that a promise daddy?" Sam asked with a cheeky grin spreading across her face. I nodded "Yes darling, it's a promise" I said, and sighed as she slid off my lap and kissed me tenderly on the lips. "OK daddy, just wait a moment, I have to go to the bathroom, I won't be a moment." With that she dashed out of the room, and up the stairs making as much noise as a herd of Elephants. Less than two minutes later Sam was standing in front of me, her hands behind her back and a big grin on her face "Daddy, I think the expression is 'Read them and weep' isn't it?" she asked and brought her hand from behind her and handed me a flat strip with days of the week printed by each bubble. SHE WAS ON THE PILL!! "How.. When.." was all I could get out before Sam leaned over and kissed me passionately on the lips.

"Mom got me started on them almost a year ago daddy. She thought I might have some trouble with boys, and wanted me to be safe in case I got outnumbered. You see daddy, we don't just go to the movies when I see her, we also have nice long girl to girl talks about all the things girls need a mother to talk to about." Having never consciously broken a promise to Sam I got very close to it now, but stopped myself and resigned myself to the inevitable. "I don't suppose you want to wait until tonight, do you baby?" I asked with a grin on my face. "Not a minute longer than necessary daddy, I've worked too hard to get this far, I'm not going to let you find an excuse to change your mind." With that she grabbed my hand, pulled me to my feet and almost dragged me up the stairs to my bedroom. I was about to start removing my clothes when Sam stopped me, took hold of the buttons on my shirt and said "Let me do this please daddy, I've waited long enough." My shirt pants and shoes came off in a flash. Sam then knelt down in front of me, her face inches away from the bulge in my shorts as she looked up into my eyes and smiled. Having hooked her fingers in the waistband she began to pull downwards very slowly, enjoying watching every inch as it was uncovered. When my pubic bush was in view she paused as she ran her fingertips through it say in hushed tones "WOW, I didn't know it was so hard, almost like wirewool, doesn't it scratch you at all daddy?" "No love, it just soaks up a lot of perspiration when I get hot" I said as I gently ruffled her hair. By now I had a stonking great hard on, and Sam had to pull the waistband out as she pulled my pants down further so she could free it from it's confines.

As my cock flew free and gave a couple of bounces Sam knelt there enthralled, still holding on to my shorts which were only half way down my thighs. "Oh, WOW, it's massive" she gasped, not true, as I'm only of average size, but if it was her first look at a male member anything is likely to look impressive. After a moment staring she remembered what she was doing and whipped my shorts down my legs and off my feet as I lifted each one to assist her. "Can I..?" she started, then grinned as she decided the answer was going to be 'Yes' anyway, and wrapped her hands round my shaft, holding it quite still and also quite firmly. I would have to show her just how gentle she will have to be in future, I thought, but for now I just enjoyed the feeling of her soft warm hands as they held on for grim death.

Slowly Sam removed one of her hands from my cock and I saw her touch one fingertip to the tip, then felt her rubbing round and round the head as if finger painting. I opened my eyes which I'd closed in ecstasy, and saw that she was spreading the oozing drops of pre cum all over my glans. She then took me by surprise by opening her mouth and engulfing my cock in a single motion, almost making me cum as I felt her tongue lapping it's way all round the head. After a moment or two I touched her head and gasped "Not too much darling, I don't think I'd last very long, and we have so much more to do." She pulled her head back, smiling as my cock left her mouth with a loud 'plop', then she stood up and pressed her body close to mine and said in a whisper "I've waited so long to do that daddy, it's one of the things me and Mom talked about. She said most men and boys liked it, and it was one of your favourite ways of being aroused." Oh god, she'd been discussing our sex life with my ex wife for fucks sake. I suddenly wondered what else she'd been instructed in.

"Do I have to undress myself daddy, or are you going to do it for me?" Sam's voice brought me from my reverie, and I grinned at her saying "Sauce for the Goose baby" and began to remove her T-shirt from the waistband of her Levi's as she lifted her arms above her head. As this brought her breasts into focus, and slightly closer to my lips I paused as the hem of the garment reached her wrists and she was now naked from shoulder to waist. More importantly for me, her breasts were inches from my face, and all I had to do was lean forward so I could take one between my lips and suck it into my mouth. I thought for a moment that Sam was going to collapse. Her knees suddenly relaxed so I had to release her arms and grab her by the waist to stop her falling over. As this also removed my lips from her nipple I made sure she wasn't going to do it again and spun her round, laid her on the bed and quickly stripped her clothes off, throwing them on to the floor out of the way. Remembering what had just happened, and how much she enjoyed it, Sam held her arms above her head once more, bringing her breasts into profile once more, and making them both available to my lips and fingers. As I took one in my mouth again I trapped the other nipple between finger and thumb and began to gently tweak and roll it, as I suckled and tongue lashed the other one. I didn't know if this was part of her mothers course of instruction, but I do know that Sam enjoyed what I was doing. So much so that, after just a few minutes, and only one change of nipple by me, she was suddenly crying out in ecstasy as her latest male induced orgasm exploded inside her, sending ripples of pleasure out to every nerve ending in her tender young body.

After a few minutes of laying quite still, gasping for breath Sam opened her eyes, turned her head to look at me and said breathlessly "God, daddy, that was the most awesome thing I ever experienced, can we do it again please?" I reached over and kissed her tenderly, "Of course we can darling, but I thought we might try something different first. When we've done everything once then we can start repeating ourselves. What do you say?" She said nothing, just nodded her head vigorously, then rolled on to her side and pressed her firm naked breasts against my side. This of course made my cock twitch as it lay against her hip, and she giggled as she looked own, saying, "Does that thing have a will of it's own daddy?" I grinned and nodded, "Oh, believe me darling, it does. You can be sure it'll find a way to embarrass me every opportunity it can. You just think back to when I used to give your tummy a rub to get rid of your period pain. Better still, think what happened when I used to rub you breasts when they were growing." Sam smiled at me, then she blushed prettily as she said "Oh, believe me daddy, I do, quite a lot. In fact that's one of the things I think about when I try to get myself off at night." She paused for a moment then said softly "What I can't understand daddy, is why you never did anything else. After all most men would love to get their hands on a pair of boobs like I had, and all you did was rub them 'til the pain went away." "Because I was your father darling, and even though I didn't dislike what I was doing, I certainly wasn't going to do anything else to you in case I caused you to feel abused."

Sam giggled into my chest, then looked up, smiled at me and said "Well daddy, the only way you could abuse me now is by saying you won't carry on with what you're doing. What do we do next?" "This" I said, and rolled her off me. Laid her on her back and began to kiss my way down her face, over her chest, round each breast and down her abdomen until I came to her firm swollen mons, and the tiny patch of soft golden fur that was sprinkled over it. Almost instantly Sam spread her thighs and bent her knees as she opened her sex to me. I spent a moment or two kissing and licking my way up and down each soft tender thigh, only stopping when I was an inch away from the centre of her femininity. The odour of her secretions was driving me mad with lust, and I had a hard job forcing myself to take my time. In the end though I had to do it, and slowly I lowered my face until my lips were touching her pussy, and my chin was getting soaked with her female emissions. The instant my tongue touched Sam's pussy lips she screamed out loud and tried to clamp her thighs together, being stopped only by my arms that were placed each side of my head. I'd been trapped there before, and almost lost an ear once as a girl with strong thighs almost crushed my skull.

Over and over again Sam cried out as orgasm after orgasm hit her. Eventually it was all too much for her and with a final withering cry of ecstasy she slowly collapsed into a limp panting heap. It was some time before Sam was able to take notice of what was happening around her, and by that time I'd been to the kitchen, made myself a cup of coffee, and fetched her a soda. By the time Sam was half way down the bottle she'd recovered enough to speak, and her first words were "Can we do that again please daddy?" I grinned and nodded, "Of course darling, just as soon as you like." In a flash she put down her drink, slid down the bed and opened her thighs as I shuffled down the bed and lowered my lips to her sopping wet pussy. This time I pressed my tongue as far into her love tunnel as I could, pressing the tip of my middle finger to her tight puckered rose hole. This made her gasp, but she didn't stop me, mainly I think because she was enjoying what I was doing to her pussy. There I was moving up her slit, pressing my tongue between her labia, and wiping the flat of it against her sex. When I reached the top of her slit I began to flick my tongue against her suddenly hard pulsating clit. It wasn't long before I felt her tense up as she reached her climax, and just as she began to cry out once more in ecstasy I pressed my finger through her tight anal pucker and as deep as my hand would allow. This took her one step above ecstasy, and once more she passed out with sensory overload.

I'd managed to clean us both up by the time Sam opened her eyes again, this time she saw me leaning against the head of the bed looking down at her as she slept. As she lay there in silence I bent down, placed my lips on hers in a soft tender loving kiss and said softly "Well, darling, how do you feel now, well rested I hope?" Sam sighed, smiled and said "I feel wonderful daddy, a bit tired, but wonderful nevertheless. I guess it's my turn to do the same to you, isn't it?" I grinned and shook my head, "Not necessarily baby, this isn't something you have to repay you know, it's done because you want to do it, and because it's something you enjoy doing." I chuckled softly "I guess you know I enjoy eating you out, don't you?" with a shy giggle Sam said "Well, I did sort of get that idea daddy, was this something you and Mom did a lot of?" Before I could answer Sam was sitting up on my lap, her arms round my neck and her lips next to my ear as she said "Don't answer that daddy. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have ask so stupid a question especially right now." Suddenly she gave a wiggle of her butt and said "Damn, look what I've done with my stupid mouth. I better see if I can do something about it before it goes to sleep permanently." With that she rolled off my lap, lay on my legs and took hold of my flaccid cock between finger and thumb.

As Sam touched her lips to my cockhead it began to swell once more, and as she kissed and licked her way up and down the growing shaft it got longer and harder, until at last it was at it's fullest length, and was throbbing in her hands to the beat of my heart. Opening her mouth wide Sam engulfed my cock and wiped her tongue round the head as she closed her lips behind the ridge and began to breath through her nose. After a short while Sam came up for air, still not having mastered the art of breathing through a half blocked air duct. As she lay there I slid down the bed, making her turn round when she went to continue with her task. That's when I surprised her and lifted her hips over my shoulders, placing her knees either side of my head. In a flash she understood what was happening, and dropped her head over my cock again, this time only holding the head in her mouth sucking like a Hoover as I attached my lips to her pussy. With all the stimulation I'd received, almost coming to climax twice as Sam exploded, it wasn't long before the sight, taste and smell of what was just above my face took it's toll, and I was suddenly crying out "I'm cumming Sam darling, I'm cumming nooooow.." and I exploded in orgasm before she had a chance to remove my cock from her mouth.

It turned out she wouldn't have done that anyway, but even though she was aware of what was happening, she just wasn't prepared for the flood of hot sticky semen that erupted into her mouth. Before she knew what was going on the first wad of cum spattered against the back of her throat making her start to gag, then swallow as the next, and the next, followed up in quick succession. Time after time she gulped down a mouthful of my seed laden semen, only stopping when she felt nothing more shooting from the end of my throbbing penis. With a final slurp Sam drew her head back, releasing my cock, before licking up and down the shaft as she found where some had leaked out between her lips and trickled down my cock. As I lay there totally spent I felt Sam roll off me and sit by my side as she reached over to snag the rest of her soda. I opened my eyes and smiled as I watched her rinse it round her mouth before swallowing, wondering if it was the taste or texture she wasn't sure about. She must have seem me out of the corner of her eye, because she turned to face me, grinned sheepishly and said "What! I'm just finishing my drink, your cum seems to make me thirsty, just like it did Mom." Once more she blushed at her faux pas, and I smiled up at her as I said "It's all right baby, I understand. I guess you spend a lot of time talking about sex when you're together." Sam giggled, shook her head and said "Well, not really daddy, just when I see or think of something that makes me curious, that I don't feel I can ask you about" she smiled wickedly, "I don't think that's going to happen in the future is it daddy, at least I won't be shy asking you anything about sex from now on."

For the first time in hours I looked at the clock by my bed, and saw it was almost six in the afternoon, time for our evening meal. Despite all the exercise we'd both had, we didn't feel like eating too much so settled for a well filled Salad sandwich. While I was putting them together Sam made a pot of coffee, and we took them both into the living room and pigged out on the sofa. I have to say that we were both dressed, and in a way that very soon became the standard for the times we didn't intend to leave the house at weekends. I had on a set of sweats I'd been using when I had a jogging fad, while Sam just wore a short skirt and an undersized T-shirt. The thing about her skirt is that if she stood still, or sat with her knees close together, it looked perfectly respectable. If, however, she turned too quickly, bent over with her legs straight, or sat with her thighs relaxed and knees open, I was given a wonderful view of her soft down covered pussy. This of course became her standard way of getting me aroused, and I always knew if she was horny because she would come down from her bedroom wearing it, and with a cheeky smile on her face.

This first evening though all she did was snuggle up close to me, my arm round her shoulders and my hand resting lightly on her firm breast. After a while Sam slipped down my body and lay with her head on my thighs, her legs hanging over the arm of the sofa. My hand followed her down, and ended up resting on her tummy where she held it for a moment before lifting the hem of her T-shirt out of the waistband of her skirt and pulled it up to her chin. This exposed her breasts once more, and she smiled as she gently pulled my hand up to them and pressed it firmly on her nipple. "Do I take it you'd like me to caress your breasts Sam darling?" I asked with a smile on my lips. Sam nodded, smiled and said in a soft sexy voice "Please daddy." What else could I do? I actually spent the next hour caressing her breasts, rolling her nipples between finger and thumb, and rubbing the palm of my hand over the tip of each hard pulsating nipple turn and turn about. All this time Sam just lay there with her eyes closed, and gasps of pleasure coming from her open mouth as she enjoyed the sensuous feelings my actions were engendering.

As I caressed her breasts I also noticed that Sam's knees were starting to bend, and her skirt was slipping up her thighs as they got higher and higher. Eventually it was laying in a bunch across her hips, displaying her hot swollen pussy lips laying glistening with her sexual emissions between her wide open thighs. Before she knew what is was doing I'd moved my hand from her titties and had placed my palm over her vaginal mound, pressing my middle finger between her lips and rubbing the side of my thumb against her swollen clitoral bud. Moments later her back arched, she went rigid as a board and she cried out loud as a massive orgasm exploded inside her. I watched carefully for when Sam recovered and opened her eyes again, taking it as a sign for what I did next. That was to run my index finger around her cum soaked pussy lips and then wipe it clean on her hard pulsating nipples. As she watched what I was doing I saw a mystified look on her face, until I lowered my head and covered each one with my lips, sucking them both clean, and flicking them with the tip of my tongue.

Sam just lay there, her tender young frame quivering with pleasure as echoes of her orgasm rippled up and down her body, reaching out to the furthest extremities and returning to the core of her sex. After a few minutes she struggled to her knees, with which she straddled my thighs, settling her sopping wet pussy atop my hard throbbing erection still contained inside my loose pants. Despite what I expected, Sam just sat there, resting her head on my shoulder, gently rocking to and fro rubbing her pussy against the length of my hard cock. "Come on baby" I said softly "I think it's time for bed, I'm tired even if you're not." I chuckled as Sam moaned "Noooo.. I'm too tired to move, I want to stay here all night. Can I please daddy?" "Not when there's a perfectly good and comfortable bed upstairs my love" I replied and wrapped one hand under her almost naked butt, and the other round her back, then standing upright in a single surge of effort. Instinctively Sam wrapped her legs round my waist and held on tight with her arms round my neck as I carried her upstairs to her bedroom. With her still holding on tight as a limpet I bent over, turned her bedclothes back and tried to lay her down. When she refused to let go I whispered "Samantha my love, if you don't let go by the time I've counted to five, I'll take you into the bathroom and hold you under a cold shower, understood?"

Sam shook her head as she giggled, then I started to count "One... Two... Three" "OK daddy I give in" she cried, knowing in her heart I would do as I said. I stood upright, looking down at her as she lay with her skirt up round her hips, and her T-shirt rolled above her breasts, completely unable to prevent my erection from appearing and causing a bulge in my sweats. "Right then baby" I said softly "I want you undressed and in bed by the time I've been to the bathroom. If you are, I'll give you a goodnight kiss and tuck you in like I used to when you were a little girl. OK?" "Yes daddy" she said with a beautiful smile on her lips, and I turned and stepped quickly out of her bedroom and headed for the bathroom where I had a hard job emptying my bladder due to the strength of my erection. I managed it eventually and slowly returned to Sam's room where I found her in bed, the covers up to her neck and a smile on her lips. I sat on the edge of her bed, bent over and touched my lips to hers in a soft tender loving kiss. "I love you Sam darling," I said softly as I looked lovingly into her eyes. "I love you too daddy, I just wish, sometimes that it wasn't just the two of us though, and that Mom was back with us." I winced at the thought, then said in a whisper "Well that's all very well my love, but if Mom was still with us, none of what we've done recently would have happened. You'd also have gone for a very long time having to put up with painful periods and painful boobies when you were growing up." Sam grinned, took her arms from under the covers, showing me her naked breasts once more, then pulled me down into a hard passionate kiss. "I guess you're right daddy, but it's a nice thought anyway."

As I was about to leave the room Sam called me back and said softly "I don't suppose you would consider popping my cherry tonight, would you daddy?" I grinned at her across the dimly lit room, "I don't think so my love, I think it best of we leave it until you're birthday next weekend, don't you?" Giving a sigh of resignation she grinned up at me and said softly "Oh, I guess so daddy, it's just that after this evening I can't wait to see what it feels like to have you deep inside my body, filling me up with your penis and squirting me full of your hot creamy cum." With a final chuckle I closed the door behind me and made my way to bed. I suppose what happened next was inevitable, and I should have tried to prevent it. As it was I didn't, and things began to happen far quicker than I really wanted them to.

I slept well that night, and, not having to get up early the next morning drifted off to sleep thinking about how I would be able to enjoy a lay in. I was used to waking up with a boner, usually because I had taken too much liquid on board the previous evening. This morning was no different, apart from the fact I'd not drank very much before going to bed, therefore my erection must have been of a sexual nature. This wasn't too surprising considering what had transpired over the past few days. What was surprising was the feeling of having my cock squeezed in a hot wet tubular vice. I opened my eyes and gave a loud yell of "Noooo..", then bucked hard as I tried to dislodge Sam from her position seated on my hips, by cock buried deep in her tight virgin pussy. This of course was pretty stupid of me, as all that happened was that I drove myself deeper into her that I already was, if that was possible, considering where she was sitting to begin with. When I tried to push her off with my hands I found I wasn't able to move them more than a couple of inches. She'd tied them to the bed, my feet too, as I found when I tried to move them.

One thing my old granddad taught me was not to fight the inevitable, and bide my time when wanting revenge as my turn would come sooner or later. Most of this was a load of garbage of course, but as I didn't want to hurt myself by fighting the ropes that held me, I decided to relax and see what Sam was going to do next. What she did was cum. Almost as soon as I stopped trying to buck her off me, she settled down with my cock buried balls deep inside her and suddenly screamed out loud as her climax overtook her, and she collapsed on to my chest totally spent and gasping for breath. Being unable to do much else, I lay there enjoying the feeling of having her firm breasts, with their hard nipples, pressing into my chest, and the pulsating aftermath of her orgasm massaging my still hard throbbing cock. It took some few minutes for Sam to recover, and that had given me time to work out my response to her unseemly actions. It wasn't the fact that she was no longer a virgin, nor the fact that I hadn't been aware of her having destroyed her maidenhead on my cock. It was the fact that she thought it necessary to prevent me from refusing to help her do it all, by lashing me to the bed. I knew what I planned was going to be difficult for me to carry through, and would also be painful for her in the short term, but I felt I had to make a very serious point to her, for her own long term good. I'm sorry if that sounds a little pretentious, but that's the way my mind was working; Father Mode, in overdrive.

As Sam slowly pushed her hands against my chest and sat upright, she looked down at me with the most beautiful look of ecstasy on her face. I doubt if she had ever, or would ever, feel quite as good as she did just at that moment. What she didn't know was that her moment was going to be shattered, and really quite soon. "Oh, WOW daddy, that was simply the most amazing thing I've ever experienced. If I'd realised having sex was going to feel that good I'd have done something about it years ago" she said ending with a giggle. I looked into her eyes, my face as blank as I could make it, then said softly "Well Sam darling, I'm glad you enjoyed it so much. I'm just so sorry you felt you had to rape me now, instead of waiting for a few more days when I was going to make love to you as a special birthday treat. Still, I guess it was your decision, and I'm afraid you're going to have to live with the consequences for a long time." Sam froze for a moment, then her face dropped and I saw tears appear in her eyes. "What do you mean daddy, I didn't rape you, this was just a bit of fun for you to wake up to, that's all." "Oh" I said softly, "I see. Well do you think you could complete the fun part, then untie me please. I have to go to the bathroom."

Getting untied would have been really great under normal circumstances. What Sam did was shuffle herself up my body, her thighs still straddling me. Then lean over to reach for the ropes as she undid the knots. This of course meant that her newly violated pussy was being held a few inches away from my face, and I almost succumbed to temptation and reached out with my tongue to lick at her glistening pussy lips. I didn't, but determined to remember this as something to try at some later date. As she moved back down, having freed my hands, I could see Sam wasn't looking too pleased with herself. In fact she was looking pretty miserable, and close to floods of tears. She also wasn't thinking too clearly, as shown by the way she turned round to face the foot of the bed and crawled on hands and knees down the bed to get to the ropes holding my feet. This gave me and even better, if different, view of Sam's pussy, and seriously tempted me to get to my knees behind her and take her doggie style. I managed to resist, but again held on to the memory for future reference. By now I was able to sit up, and when I did I looked at Sam as she sat back on her heels at the bottom of the bed and said "Right Sam my dear, I have to go to the bathroom, I'll see you downstairs for breakfast in a few minutes." With that I rolled off the bed, found my bathrobe and walked slowly out of the bedroom, quietly closing the door behind me.

By the time I'd finished my morning ablutions and returned to my room, Sam had gone, and I heard the shower start up again as I passed the bathroom on my way down to the kitchen. It was half an hour later that a very subdued daughter joined me for breakfast, so subdued that she hardly spoke a word all through the meal. The only words she uttered were a soft 'please' and 'thank you daddy' when I offered her something she was reaching across the table for. Breakfast over I loaded the dishwasher, cleared up the kitchen and made my way to my den to catch up on my e-mail, and put some time in on a project I'd brought home from work. I suppose it was a couple of hours later that I had to go to the bathroom again, and as I passed the door to Sam's bedroom I heard what sounded like her crying. I forced myself to resist the urge to go and comfort her, feeling the need to have her come to me and talk the problem over. Returning past her room on the way downstairs I heard the sobs had ceased, and walked past, down to my den, once more immersing myself in work, in an effort to hold on to my resolve. This was hurting me, even after so short a time, and I knew Sam wasn't feeling any better.

I was about to close down and go and do something about lunch, when there was a knock on the door and Sam came in carrying a tray with a pot of coffee and a plate of sandwiches, obviously my lunch, and an attempt at a peace offering. "I thought you might be hungry by now daddy" she said softly, "So I made you something so you wouldn't have to stop working for too long." "Thank you Samantha my dear" I said, "That was very thoughtful of you" and I placed the tray on my worktable and began to eat my lunch in silence. I saw the look of horror on Sam's face as I thanked her, knowing I'd been far more severe on her than she ever imagined I ever could. I'd called her by her full name, rather than the diminutive version her mother and I had used since she could talk, let alone walk. The only other times it had been used was when we had been so angry with her she'd actually been spanked. That had been almost eight years ago, yet she still held on to the memory of that day. What had happened was that we'd been out on a trip to a nearby Forest Wilderness Park, and allowed Sam to run free on the understanding that she didn't stray from the marked pathway. As might have been expected she got so excited she forgot what had been said, and she suddenly decided to dive into the underbrush beside the path. What she didn't know was that there was a deep drainage ditch covered by underbrush, and she started to slide down the bank as soon as she pushed through the first few bits of vegetation. I caught hold of her just before she hit the stagnant and very unsavoury, slime that half filled the ditch, and dragged her back up by her T-shirt scratching the two of us in the process.

Before she knew what was happening I'd knelt down on one knee, laid her over the other one and given her four firm spanks on her tiny Levi covered bottom. She was so shocked at what happened she forgot to cry, not that I'd meant to cause her any pain, just show her how angry I was that she'd disobeyed my instructions, and put herself in danger. I'd explained all this later that evening when she was put to bed, and I'd gone to give her her customary good night kiss. "Why did you beat me daddy?" she asked in a tiny voice as I sat beside her "Don't you love me any more?" I smiled lovingly down at her and said "Of course I do darling, I guess I spanked you because I love you so much, and I don't want you ever to put yourself in danger again by disobeying something I've told you to do, understand?" Sam looked at me for a moment, frowning as she tried to reconcile a beating with me loving her. She then gave a shake of her head and said "No daddy, how can you punish someone, and still love them?" God I hate smart kids, especially when they question something I consider simple. "Well, try to think what would have happened if mommy and I hadn't been so close, and you'd have slipped down into all that sticky smelly mud. That was so deep I may not have been able to reach you quickly, and you might have died." Apart from turning pale at the thought, for a moment Sam didn't move or say a word. "I bet you think mommy and me are pretty rotten some times, don't you" I continued gently. "Especially when we wont let you do something you want to do." She grinned slightly and nodded, "Well, what you have to realise baby, is that all we're trying to do is keep you safe, and stop you getting hurt." I grinned down at her and said "We are so old that we have done everything you want to do, and sometimes got hurt when we didn't do as our mommy and daddy told us. That's why we know what can happen, and try to make sure you don't do the same as we did."

"Did you fall into a ditch like I did daddy?" Sam said, her eyes popping out. "Well, not quite like that" I replied with a smile, "I fell down a high bank and into a river because I didn't do as my daddy told me." I chuckled for a moment as I recalled that day, then said "And I got a good licking from him too, harder than I spanked you today, because I was a lot older, and should have know better. I never did that again, and always did as my daddy told me afterwards." This was probably the first lie I'd ever told her, but thought it justified under the circumstances. Sam sat up, put her arms round my neck and pulled me into a big kiss for a six year old. "I'm sorry I didn't do what you said daddy, and I promise I won't do it ever again." I laid her back down, kissed her tenderly on the forehead and said softly "OK baby, you're forgiven, please don't make me worry about you any more." By the time I'd finished speaking she was asleep, gently snoring as she slept the sleep of the innocent and the just. That was the last time I'd laid a hand on her, and not because of any ideological reason, but because she never gave me cause. Now she was giving me cause, but the last thing I intended to do was spank her, ideologically because of her age, and her blossoming sexuality.

Sam came and cleared away my empty plate etc. leaving the unfinished pot of coffee, and closing the door as she left the den. I didn't see her again for the rest of the afternoon, and then only to ask what she wanted for supper. With her lack of interest, and my unwillingness to soften my demeanour I phoned out for a Pizza, the two of us pigging out in the kitchen rather than getting comfortable in the living room as we usually did. Later that evening I locked up, poked my head into the living room where I'd heard the TV was on, and said a stilted goodnight to Sam, quickly closing the door and going up to bed. I'd had my shower, and heard Sam climbing the stairs as I went into my room, deciding to throw the lock on the door to ensure I wasn't disturbed during the night. About an hour later I heard the door knob rattle as Sam tried to open the door. I then heard her sobs as she obviously leaned against the door. She stayed there for a few minutes than I heard her own door close, shortly after which I fell into a very disturbed sleep. I hardly slept at all that night, and Sam was the same if the way she looked next morning was anything to go by. Sunday we both got up early, it being one of the days Sam was going to spend with her mother.

We had breakfast at seven, Sam still in her night things and bathrobe while I'd showered and dressed already as I'd been awake since five, and needed a cup of coffee. Seeing no sense in getting up twice I decided to make an early start waking Sam up at six thirty. By eight I was on my own, and immersed myself so deeply into my homework I didn't realise what the time was until Sam returned home just before seven o'clock. It was a good job we had a routine whereby Sam brought home a takeaway of some sort when she visited with her mother at weekends, otherwise we wouldn't have eaten that day, until very late. As it was we sat opposite each other at the kitchen table, Sam telling me what she'd done all day, albeit in a slightly more subdued manner than usual. I had to admit she did seem a little more happy than when she'd left that morning, although she still wasn't her usual bubbly self. We cleared away the trash, having finished everything down to the last grain of rice, and I'd made a pot of tea to take into the living room while we allowed our meal to go down. By the time I was sat down with a nice fresh cup of tea I began to wonder if Sam was going to join me, or if she'd gone to bed already.

I soon got my answer when Sam came into the living room wearing her summer dressing gown, a flimsy thing that displayed what she was wearing underneath it if not what was under that layer. In total silence, and with a very shamefaced look, she came and stood in front of me for a moment, then she dropped slowly to her knees, resting her clasped hands on mine, and looking me directly in the eyes. I saw that hers were close to overflowing as she said softly "Daddy, I'm so very sorry I abused your trust yesterday. I have no excuse for what I did, except to say I was impatient to experience what happened, and didn't stop to consider the consequences of what I was doing." She paused for a moment, and couldn't prevent the tears that started to stream down her cheeks, tears that two days ago I would have leaned over and kissed away for her. Now I sat there quite still, and completely silent, watching her quietly crying, probably the hardest few moments of my life. Sam wiped her eyes with the backs of her hands, took a deep sobbing breath and said "I know it's going to be very difficult for you daddy, but will you please forgive me for what I did, if I promise never to do anything so awful ever again, please daddy?" That was below the belt, I thought, and fought hard to stop myself smiling down at her. "Since you ask Samantha my dear" I said softly "Yes, I will forgive you for what you did, and accept your word that you will never repeat what happened." I helped her to her feet, stood up myself and said "I'm off to bed my dear, do you want me to lock up, or will you do it?"

"You do it please daddy" she said softly, and turned and walked from the room, climbing the stairs so slowly I was following her before she reached the top. As she stood with her hand on the door handle Sam watched me walk along the passage, saying, as I came up to her "Daddy, will you tuck me in tonight please?" I thought for a moment, then nodded "OK dear, are you ready now, or do you want to wait until I've had my shower?" "Now please daddy" she said eagerly, and she opened her door, turning to make sure I was following her into her bedroom. Almost without a pause Sam whipped off her dressing gown, showing me she had on one of her shortest nighties, and also that she'd left off her panties. Quick as a flash she was in bed, having given me a flash of her pussy, then she snuggled down under the covers, pulling them up to her chin as she lay looking up at me expectantly. I tucked the bedclothes under the mattress sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over, giving her a chaste kiss on the forehead before wishing her goodnight. Realising this was something more than she'd had the previous night Sam said nothing about they way I'd acted, just saying "goodnight daddy" as I walked slowly out of the room, closing the door gently behind me.

Once more I slipped the latch on my bedroom door, and once again I heard Sam come and try it, crying softly as she returned to her own bed for a lonely nights sleep. Monday morning saw the start of the last week before the spring break. There was to be no school for a month starting Friday, and Sam had made plans to see her mother on that day so they could celebrate her birthday together, albeit a day early. By Wednesday Sam had come to accept our new relationship, and even stopped trying my bedroom door, knowing it was going to be locked, and she wasn't going to be able to come in. Friday came, Sam and I met at the breakfast table where we were polite to each other as we had been for the past few days. When the kitchen was cleaned up Sam went to her room to change for her day out with her mother, coming down after an hour looking as beautiful as she had ever been. She came to me in my den to tell me she was off, and I smiled at her and said "Have a nice day my dear. Will you be home for supper, or will you be eating out with your mother?" "I don't know daddy, I'll ask Mom when I meet her and phone you as soon as I can, is that OK?" I said it was, then got up, stepped over to her and gave her a chaste peck on the cheek saying "Well, off you go, you don't want to keep your mother waiting, do you? You know how she always hated that." "Bye daddy" she said with a wan smile, and turned and walked out of the house.

It was about midday when Sam phoned, "I will be home for supper daddy, what would you like me to get?" "Your choice baby" I replied, "Just don't get too much, I don't want to go to bed on a full stomach if you get home late. OK?" "OK daddy, see you later" she responded in a far brighter way that I'd heard her speak for almost a week. I turned back to what I was doing and once more lost myself in my work. I suppose I did things like go to the bathroom and get myself the occasional drink, during the afternoon. The one thing I didn't do though was to stop for a meal of any sort. It wasn't until about ten o'clock when I heard the front door slam, that I looked up to see what time it was, and suddenly realised I was very hungry, and also in need of a nice hot cup of tea. Winding up what I was working on, then closing down my computer I realised I was feeling very stiff and stood up to do some stretching exercises before going to see what Sam had brought home for supper. When I was loosened up I went to the kitchen to find her laying out a bucket of fried chicken and fries, not what I'd have chosen for a late evening meal, but I did say it was Sam's choice, so decided not to say anything that might upset her. As we sat munching our way through the meal Sam was talking in a very animated way about her day, showing off the really nice set of pearl jewellery that she'd received, consisting of necklace and ear drops, with the pearls being in a brilliant silver setting that must have set her mother back a lot of money. What pleased Sam more than anything was that it was her first real piece of 'grown up' jewellery, and something that she would treasure for the rest of her life.

After supper I went and sat in the living room, watching a little TV while I allowed my supper to go down. Sam came to join me after getting changed into her night things, sitting close to me as she watched the film with me. After a few minutes she began to lean over, doing it slowly until she was finally laying with her head on my chest, having snuggled under my arm after passing it behind her neck. As she lay there she was holding on to my hand, pressing it against her side, just inches away from the swell of her naked breast which I could see through the almost transparent materiel of her nightie. I lay my head back, and closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of her almost naked body pressing against mine, and wondering how I was going to get back to the way we were a week ago. After a short while, just as I was about to get up and go to bed, Sam stirred, scrambled up on to my lap and gave me a tender loving kiss, then said softly "Good night daddy, I'm off to bed. It's been a very tiring day, and there's a lot to do in the morning to get ready for the party." Try as I might I wasn't able to prevent myself from responding to the feel of Sam sitting on my lap, and of her soft warm lips touching mine. I know Sam felt it too, because she gave me a tiny smile as she slipped off my thighs. "Goodnight baby" I said, and gave her a gentle pat on the butt as she turned to go to bed. It was obvious that Sam was a lot happier tonight than she had been for a few days, because she almost skipped out of the room, closing the door quietly behind her.

I went to bed shortly after this, having locked up downstairs, and taken my usual shower. It seemed like I'd hardly slept at all when I awoke, and that was to the feeling of having someone climb on to the bed beside me. I rolled over as I opened my eyes and saw that Sam was kneeling beside me, wearing just her T-shirt nightie, and nothing else. I knew this because I could see quite clearly, the patch of soft fur that nestled between her thighs. I glanced at the clock beside my bed, and saw it was just past midnight. "Hmmmm.." I murmured, "I guess it's not too early to say happy birthday, seeing as it's past midnight, so 'Happy Birthday Samantha'." Sam grinned, bent over to kiss me and replied "Thank you daddy." Before she could say anything else I said "Right, now what's the idea of waking me up at this time? I thought you had to get a good nights sleep as you were going to be so busy today." Sam sat back on her heels, her knees still open giving me a beaver shot. "Yes daddy, I am, but there's something far more important that I have to do." She then clasped her hands in her lap, looked at me and said seriously "I was a very silly girl the other day daddy, and I now realise just how much I hurt you by what I did. I know I did wrong, and I know that's why you've been punishing me since that day, by keeping me well away from you. I understand that I fully deserve to be punished, but to be honest daddy, I don't think I can take any more of what you are doing to me."

She paused for a moment, and I saw her eyes filling with tears, she then took a deep breath and said "The last time I did something very stupid you punished me by spanking me daddy. Will you do the same thing now, so that my punishment will be over and I'll know that you forgive me." She sniffed, looked down at me and said in a soft voice "Daddy, I know what I did was wrong, and I promise never to do anything like it ever again. The thing is darling, I can't go on like this, with you not loving me any more. Please spank me so that you can love me again, what you're doing to me is killing me." I sat up, looked at her and said "Do you really understand what you actually did wrong darling?" Sam averted her eyes for a moment, then looked up and said "Yes daddy. It wasn't the tying you to the bed, I know you actually liked doing that with Mom. It was forcing you to have sex with me when you'd already said you didn't want to do it until I was fourteen." I nodded, "Just so long as you realise I'm not spanking you for having sex with me my love, just FORCING me to have it, against my will." Sam nodded again "Yes daddy, I understand" she said in a voice so quiet I hardly heard what she said.

I shifted to the edge of the bed, spun round so my feet were on the floor, then turned to my left a quarter turn, making quite sure the covers were covering the tops of my thighs, and my hips. "Come on then madam" I said firmly and Sam rolled off the bed, ran round to stand by my right leg and before I could say anything, stripped off her nightie so she was standing naked beside me. A moment later she was laying across my thighs, her hips on my right leg, and her breasts laying close to my left. It just so happened that as she lay down she pushed the covers off me so that she was laying on my naked thighs. it also meant that my hard throbbing cock was pressing against her abdomen, and there was no way she wasn't going to feel every time it moved over the next few minutes. As I placed my hand on her naked butt Sam moved her arms above her head and held on to a handful of bedclothes. "How many do you deserve Samantha?" I asked as I gently stroked her buttocks. "Ten please daddy, if you think that's enough." "We'll see" I replied, and slowly lifted my hand to shoulder level, holding it there for a moment while Sam suffered the agony of waiting for the first blow to land. Holding the rest of my body as still as possible I brought my hand sharply on to the swell of her firm young buttock, quickly repeating it while she felt the pain of the first one, and before she could flinch in expectation of the next one landing.

After spanking her six times I paused for a moment and gently stroked my warmed hand over her even warmer bottom. I'd made quite sure that I only landed the blows on the meat of her butt, not wanting to chance hurting her swollen pussy lips that I'd seen peeping out from between the backs of her thighs. Now, when my hand passed over the tops of her thighs, I felt the slickness of a pair of aroused pussy lips, and quickly leaned over to see that they were very swollen, and glistening with her juices. It seemed that Sam was just like her mother, in that she always enjoyed having me spank her prior to a very nice long session of love making. As it was, Sam lay across my lap, her tender young body quivering with anticipation as she waited for the final few blows to land on her hot butt. I gave them to her, quickly, and no where near as firmly as the previous six had been. When all ten had been delivered, and her punishment completed, I spent some time gently stroking my hand over her bottom, making sure I caressed her pussy lips as much as I could. As I did this I noticed that Sam's thighs were opening, and very soon I was able to slip my hand between them, and cover her wet swollen pussy with the palm of my hand. This made Sam gasp with pleasure, and open her thighs even more, allowing me to move my hand along the full length of her cunt, from anus to mons.

When I had the room I slipped my thumb between her pussy lips, getting it well and truly coated with her lube juices. I then brought my hand up so that I could slip two fingers into her tight wet love tunnel, bringing a loud cry of pleasure from Sam, and making her jerk her hips back as she tried to impale herself deeper on to my hand. While she was moving about on my fingers I touched the tip of my thumb to her tight anal pucker, and before she could realise what was happening I pressed it through her sphincter, going as deep as my hand would allow. "Aggghhhh.. Noooo daddy.." she cried as she felt my invading digit inside her. The next thing she said was just the opposite as I began to finger fuck her butt and her pussy at the same time. "Aggghhhh.. "Yessss.. Yessss.. Yessss..." she groaned over and over again, until she suddenly arched her back and cried out as her first orgasm for a week hit her like a freight train. It hit her so hard she went limp as a dishrag, collapsing in a heap on my lap as sensory overload took hold of her.

By the time Sam opened her eyes again I'd been and cleaned up, and fetched us both a glass of water, sitting up against the head of the bed sipping mine as she looked up at me. As she lay there I smiled, then offered her my glass, which she took after sitting up cross legged in front of me. "God, I needed that daddy" she said with a smile as she passed the empty glass back to me. I turned to place it on my night stand, and when I turned back it was to find Sam was starting to straddle my thighs, ending up pressing her naked body against mine, and her hot lips coming into a long deep passionate kiss that seemed to last for hours. When she finally pulled back fro the kiss Sam looked me in the eyes and whispered "Daddy, I love you so much. I thought last night that I'd never get your love back, that you'd never forgive me for what I did." She smiled shyly, and I saw a flush covering her from her cheeks down to the tips of her firm rounded breasts. "Daddy darling, I know it might not be the right thing for me to ask" she said softly, "But could I pretend that I'm making love to you for the first time, the way I actually did it, I mean?" "Samantha my love, you can do almost anything you like, so long as you stick to the rules on consent. To be honest" I added with a smile "I'd really love to watch you bring yourself to an orgasm while sitting on my manhood" and without another word I slid down the bed, carrying her with me still straddling my hips, and holding on to my neck for grim death.

Almost before I'd stopped moving Sam was sitting up and reaching beneath her for the shaft of my hard throbbing erection. As soon as she found it she gave a big grin and held it still while she sought for the right place to put it. The instant my cockhead entered her body Sam closed her eyes and almost melted as she groaned in ecstasy on feeling me fill her up. Once she was sitting on my hips Sam began to flex her vaginal muscles, and move her butt about in tiny circles as she explored every minute part of my cock as it sat nestled in her tight passage. Slowly but surely she began to move a little more in each direction, doubling up where she felt a little more stimulation until she was moving to and fro, rubbing her hard swollen clit against my pubic bone, as if scratching an itch on my coarse pubic hair. Suddenly this wasn't enough, and she started to use her thighs as springs as she began to bounce up and down, clenching her cuntal muscles each time she rose, then releasing them so she could drop down fast, impaling herself on my cock. Each time Sam rammed herself on me she cried out "YES.." and I suddenly noticed that her firm young breasts were starting to move in sympathy with the rest of her body. They didn't actually bounce, they were too firm for that to happen. They just seemed to 'move', almost like a well filled waterbed, or water filled balloon.

In the end all this was too much for Sam, and she suddenly held quite still, her pussy lips clenched tight round the base of my cock and gave a long loud cry of pleasure as she came to a crashing climax. Eventually she stopped, then she reached out to place her hands on my chest and very slowly fell forward until she was laying on me, her firm breasts pressing their hard nipples into my flesh as she lay gasping for breath, totally spent. After a few minutes I felt Sam stirring, and she lifted her head, looked me in the eyes and said in a soft voice "I love you daddy, please don't punish me like that again. I'd rather you spank me if I do something stupid." I pulled her up my chest, enjoying the feel of her nipples rubbing against me, kissed her lovingly and replied "That's a deal baby. I have to admit it hurt me just as much as it hurt you, although I think you might do something wrong just to get spanked as you seemed to enjoy what I did in the end." Sam giggled at my pun, then she nodded "Well, it felt strange to start with, but when I came it was the most awesome feeling I ever experienced."

We lay there for a while, then Sam rolled off me and cuddled up to my side, pulling the covers over us as we snuggled down in the warm nest of my bed. It felt wonderful having Sam laying against my side, her hard nipple topped breast pressing against my chest, and her warm sticky pussy lips held tight to my thigh by her leg which was passed over mine. Very slowly we drifted off to sleep in each others arms and didn't wake up until well after seven o'clock. At least I didn't wake up 'til then. Sam had obviously been awake for some time because I opened my eyes to consciousness and the wonderful feeling of something wet and warm surrounding the head of my cock. When I looked down it was to see Sam laying on my thighs, holding the shaft of my penis in her hand as she licked and sucked at my glans. Things were made better because as she licked me her hand was flexing in time with the pulsating of my cock, while the other one gently rolled my balls as they lay in their scrotal sac. This was so good, I almost didn't have the will to tell Sam I was close to orgasm. in the end I did though, albeit just by saying softly "Sam darling, I'm going to cum, in cumming baby, I'm cumming NOOOWWW.." and before she could, or would, move I shot a massive stream of hot creamy semen at the back of her throat, taking her by surprise. Surprised she may have been, but it didn't stop her from swallowing every drop of my cum as it gushed into her mouth, at times making her cheeks bulge, before she gulped each load down her gullet.

Oh boy, that had to be the best alarm call I'd ever had, and all I could do after it was lay on my back gasping for air while Sam lapped at my cock cleaning the final drips of semen that were still leaking from the tip of my cock. As I lay there Sam crawled up the bed until her head was level with mine then she kissed me on the cheek and said "Thanks for that wonderful birthday present daddy, it was the best thing I ever had in my life." She giggled as she looked at me then I saw her face turn serious as she continued, "Daddy, as it's my birthday, could I have a special birthday treat. It won't cost anything, and we don't even have to go out anywhere." I smiled at her, "Well, I don't see why not baby, just so long as it's nothing too outrageous." She grinned then said "Well, I know you were planning to make love to me today as a special birthday treat, and I know I spoiled things last week. I was just wondering if you would do for me what I did to you. You know, tie me to the bed and make love to me." I thought for a minute, then nodded my head, "I don't see why not darling, it won't be as if I'm doing it against your will, will it?" Sam blushed brightly as I said this, and shook her head. I smiled lovingly at her and pulled her close so I could kiss her tenderly on the lips. "Don't be ashamed of what you did darling" I said softly, "You made a mistake, got punished for it, and now it's all forgotten, OK?" she nodded her head, smiled wanly and pressed her soft warm lips to mine once more. "Yes daddy, thank you for being so understanding, I'll never be so stupid ever again."

We lay there for a few more minutes, then I gave her a loving pat on the bottom, "Come on baby, I'm hungry. Lets shower then go and get some breakfast." Moments later we were rubbing against each other as we washed ourselves down in the shower, Sam offering to do my back, and seemingly doing it by using her breasts as a wash cloth. When she was done she offered her back to me, and I obliged, making her giggle when my hands strayed round her front to cup her wonderful breasts and play with her firm rigid nipples. " Now, stop that daddy" she said as she squirmed from the circle of my arms, "We have to get dressed and cook breakfast, or I'm going to starve. I don't think your semen has enough food value to keep me alive for very long, no matter how good it may taste." I surrendered, and we were soon walking down the stairs, hand in hand, both of us feeling so much better now our relationship was back to where it used to be. Breakfast was soon over, and when the kitchen was cleared up we went into the living room and sat down with our cups of tea.

When we were finally snuggled up close, with Sam holding my hand firmly in contact with her breast I slipped my free hand down behind the cushion I was leaning against and pulled out a small flat envelope which I handed to her saying "Sam darling, I didn't know what on earth to buy you for your birthday. I wanted it to be something different, but also something that would last a long time. I'm afraid this is all I could come up with." "WOW, what is it daddy, a tiny pocket calculator? I know they make them the size of a credit card these days." I chuckled, "Well darling, I have to say you're not too far away, it is the size of a credit card. Why don't you open it and see?" A couple of quick tears and she'd opened the envelope, leaving the contents in her hand, and her mouth wide open in surprise. "DADDY!! IT'S A CREDIT CARD!!" she screamed, twisted round so fast I thought she'd break her spine, and straddled my thighs as she latched her lips to mine in a hard passionate kiss. When she could speak again she sat back on my thighs, looked me in the eyes and said seriously "Daddy, I promise I won't go mad with this. I'll be really, really careful what I spend the money on, I promise."

I smiled at her, "Yes darling, I'm sure you will, but to make sure you do, I've given you a DEBIT card, that can only be used while you have funds in the account it's drawn on, do you understand the difference?" Sam frowned, shook her head and said "No daddy, I didn't know there was a difference." I nodded, "Yes baby, with a credit card, you borrow the money you spend, then pay it back at the end of the month. With a debit card, you can only spend the money you have to start with, sort of like a chequebook account, but without the chequebook. Understand?" Sam nodded, then grinned as she asked "How much is there in the account now daddy, I've had my allowance this month, and there's still over a week to go before it's due again?" "Well, as it's your birthday, I put five hundred in to help you through to the end of the month. From then I'll be paying your allowance directly into that account instead of giving it to you in cash. It's then up to you to make sure you don't spend more than you have. If you do, whatever you overspend will be deducted from your next months allowance. You will then get a reduced amount until you have learned to manage it properly, OK?" "Yes daddy" she said in a hushed voice, still not quite sure what was happening. She then looked up at me, grinned and said "It seems a bit harsh, but I guess it's my own fault if it happens, seeing as I know what you'll do if I don't act responsibly."

I guess it was only natural that half an hour later I was being dragged round the mall while Sam looked for something special she could buy using her card. The look on her face when she actually handed the card over, then signed the slip, was something out of this world. I'd never seen her so happy, and when she met up with some of her school friends she handed me her packages and dashed off saying "Don't go away daddy, I won't be long." I continued walking, slowly aiming for a café where I could get myself a cup of coffee. That's where I found Sam and her friends, sitting in a booth chatting nineteen to the dozen over sodas and doughnuts. I smiled as I realised Sam had probably paid for them with her card as she showed off her new present, just as if it was a new dress or something. I got my drink and sat a couple of tables away from Sam and her friends, not wanting to embarrass her, a thing all fathers do to their teenage daughters if they're not careful. After a few minutes I saw Sam get up, say a few final words to her friends, then come and sit with me saying "Shouldn't we get home daddy, there's so much to do before the party. Can Jenny and Sue come and help please?"

It was bad enough driving to the mall with a very excited daughter sitting beside me. Driving home was even more hazardous, as I had three teenage girls in the car, all talking at once, and all wanting to look at each other while they did so. In the end I managed to get us home safely, and while I parked the car in the garage the girls went into the kitchen and began to put together the food needed for the party. By four o'clock it was all done, and I drove Jenny and Sue home so they could change before returning to join in the celebrations. By the time I'd got home Sam was just getting out of the shower, and I caught her walking naked between the bathroom and her bedroom. I guess it was a sign of our relationship that all she did was look up at me, smile and say with a soft giggle "Don't get any ideas right now daddy, we don't have time, and I'm all clean ready for the party." I grinned at her, put the tip of one finger beneath her chin and lifted it so I could touch my lips to hers in a soft loving kiss, "Samantha my love, I've always got ideas, right now most of them are about how I can make you pass out when you have an orgasm, or how much cum I'd be able to shoot into you when I'm making love to you" I chuckled then continued "The only thing you have to worry about my love, is when you're going to be available for me to try them out." Sam looked up at me, her eyes filled with lust as she said huskily "Daddy, ten minutes after the last guest has gone, I want to be tied up, naked, on your bed, with you making love to me any way you please. How's that for an idea?" I kissed her warmly "Sounds good to me darling" I replied as I hugged her naked body to me once more.

When I'd released her Sam smiled at me, took my hand and said softly "Daddy, would you do something for me that might sound a bit silly?" I lifted her hand, kissed it tenderly and said "Of course I will darling, what is it?" She pulled on my hand and almost dragged me into her bedroom where she had me sit down on the edge of her bed. She then picked up her new sexy silk panties she'd bought that morning at the mall, handed them to me and said "Will you dress me please daddy, I know it sounds silly, but it's something I've dreamed about for ages." She giggled then said softly "Does that make me perverted daddy, most girls probably dream about someone they love undressing them." I chuckled as I shook my head, "No darling, you're not perverted. There's not much that most people do sexually that is really perverted. Some things might be strange, but most perversions happen between small groups, and can be dangerous and cause people to get hurt. Ordinary, consensual sex doesn't usually hurt anyone, because it's happening between people that care about each other." By now I was pulling her panties up, and smiling as I slipped my hand between her thighs to make sure they weren't creased and likely to rub against her pussy lips.

Sam smiled, and gave a little wiggle, pressing herself against my hand, then leaned over to get her bra which she handed to me, before holding her arms out in front of her. Again it was her new sexy bra that matched her panties and when I'd fastened it behind her I slipped my fingers inside it and smoothed it against her breasts, making quite sure I stroked the backs of my fingers across her suddenly hard pulsating nipples. "Careful daddy, do too much of that and I'm going to be showing them off all evening and someone might notice. Knowing some of my friends they're going to get the right idea, and we don't want that to happen do we?" I kissed her softly "No darling, we don't" I replied "OK baby, I'll keep my hands to myself from now on" and immediately cupped them over her firm rounded buttocks as I pulled her close to me and kissed her lovingly on her soft warm lips. "Ohhh.. don't do that please daddy, or I'll be stripping these clothes off and having you fuck me silly right now, and we really don't have time darling, do we?" I grinned, shook my head and held out her party dress for her to step into. She turned round to allow me to button her up at the back, then gave me a quick twirl saying "Well daddy, how do I look?" "Wonderful darling," I replied, the words catching in my throat, "Simply wonderful."

Sam grinned as she came and sat beside me, then handed me a small flat package saying "Not finished yet daddy, you still have to put these on for me" and she shuffled forward until she was sitting right on the edge of the bed, lifted her dress up as far as it would go and stretched her legs out in front of her. By now I'd opened the package and found it contained a pair of sheer silk stockings that had elasticated tops to hold them up without the need for garters or garter belt and suspenders. As careful as I could I worked my hands inside the stocking, then gently eased them on to her feet, up her calf and finally settled it on her thigh about halfway up from her knee. As I did the same with the other one I suddenly thought how it would look if she spun round too fast and the hem of her dress flew up to reveal the expanse of naked flesh between the top of the stockings and her panties. I grinned as I recalled how that was the goal of every teenage boy of my era, closely followed by getting a feel of the self same piece of leg. My reverie was soon shattered by Sam saying firmly "Oh, come on daddy, this is no time for daydreaming, I have to get down to receive my guests, someone's bound to arrive early."

The rest of the evening went quicker than I'd expected. I spent most of my time keeping out of the way, only making an appearance every so often to go to the fridge and snagging myself another beer. Only once did I have to come the heavy father figure, and that was when one of the boys wouldn't take 'NO' for an answer from a girl, and I had to ask him to behave or depart. Despite me speaking softly, he saw something in my eye that said I wasn't going to take any lip and said softly "Behave I guess." I grinned, patted him on the head like a little boy and said "Good answer" then went back into my den and left then to it once more. In the end the party petered out as the guests all had curfews to meet, or rides to catch, leaving only the two girls that helped Sam get things ready, also helping to clear up most of the mess left behind. Eventually I said "OK girls, I think that's enough for tonight. Thanks for all your help, I think Sam can manage to do the rest in the morning" this brought a howl of protest from Sam, and a laugh from her friends. I was about to offer them a lift home when a car pulled up and Jenny said it was her dad come to pick her up. Sam and I went to the door with the girls and gave them a final word of thanks, then waved them off before closing the door for the last time that night.

While I went and checked all the door and windows on the ground floor Sam disappeared upstairs. I found her laying on my bed, stark naked and with her legs and arms spread out to the corners of the bed as she waited for me to tie her to the bedposts. I sat beside her, leaned over, kissed her tenderly and said in a whisper "Do you really want me to do this Samantha my love?" She looked up into my eyes, her own filled with lust as she nodded once and said huskily "Oh, please daddy." Without another word I reached over to my nightstand, opened the drawer and pulled out a set of bindings with which I tied her ankles and wrists to the corners of the bed. As soon as she felt she was unable to do more than move her hand and feet an inch or so Sam's breathing changed, getting a little more ragged, as she began to get into the mood of the moment. I leaned over and kissed her once more saying softly "Remember darling, I'm not going to do anything that might hurt you. If you want me to stop what I'm doing, for any reason whatsoever, all you have to do is say 'Mommies watching' and I'll stop what I'm doing, OK darling?" Despite her high state of arousal Sam looked at me and tried hard to suppress a giggle before saying softly "I guess that would be a worry, wouldn't it daddy?" I shook my head, "Not really darling, after what happened I don't think she'd be interested in anything I did. Even if it was making love to you like this." As I leaned over to kiss her, I saw a smile appear fleetingly on her lips, only to disappear just as quickly.

As I was kissing Sam I was also reaching for a soft silk scarf that I'd hidden under the pillows. Before she could complain about it, I'd wrapped it round her head, covering her eyes completely as I tied it in the front so that I could remove it when necessary. I'd always taught Sam that a lot of the joy of sex is in the anticipation, now I was going to prove it to her. When I was sure that she couldn't see anything I worked my lips down her naked body, from her firm upstanding breasts, over her navel, and finishing with a swipe of my tongue across her hot swollen mons. I then crept as quietly as I could out of the bedroom and went to have a quick shower, leaving Sam to her thoughts and memories of what I'd just done. By the time I returned I could see she was getting very frustrated. Her mouth was open as she fought for breath, her breasts and chest was flushed and as hot as I'd ever seen it, and her pussy was hot, very swollen and glistening with her lubricating emissions. She was also rolling and humping her hips as she imagined what was going to happen when I finally mounted her.

As I closed the bedroom door Sam jerked her head my way and gasped "Daddy?" "Yes baby" I replied softly. "Oh, god, daddy, please don't leave me like that again, I thought I'd lost you." I knelt on the bed beside her, leaned over and touched my lips to hers in a soft tender kiss. "No darling, I told you I'd never let you go, didn't I?" "Yes daddy" she replied quietly "But you were gone so long I thought you were never coming back." I touched my lips to hers then whispered "That's the blindfold baby, it makes everything seem longer, bigger, hotter, and sometimes even harder, now, just relax and enjoy what's happening." As my lips touched hers once more she pressed out the tip of her tongue, meeting mine as it sought a way into her soft warm mouth, and we spent far too long trying to suck each others deep into our own maw, succeeding only in making each other breathless. While this was happening I was tracing a trail with my fingertips, from the base of her soft smooth throat, down her sternum then in a figure of eight around and between the base of her hot swollen breasts.

It was when I began to trace a spiral up and around each of her breasts that Sam stopped fighting my tongue, she was too busy gasping for breath as waves of pleasure rippled up and down her breasts, making her nipples begin to throb even before I'd touched them. It was when I finally did that she vocalised for the first time; her cries of pleasure echoed out round the room, and I had to muffle them by attaching my lips to hers once again. After a moment Sam quietened down, and I freed her lips as I murmured softly "Shhhhh darling, or we'll have the neighbours calling 911." "Sorry daddy" she whispered "I'll try to be a little quieter, promise" then she went back to moaning with pleasure as I returned to caressing her breasts and nipples. Quick as I could I lay on my side beside Sam, holding my head up on my arm, enabling me to look down on her soft tender body. I leaned over and attached my lips to her right breast, taking her left nipple between finger and thumb and beginning to roll it to and fro while I sucked and nibble the one between my lips. This brought a series of soft 'Ooohs' and 'Ahhhs' from her, most of which suddenly changed to gasps of surprise as I moved my free hand down her body directly to her swollen, soft fur spattered, Mound of Venus.

The instant she felt my fingers stroking down her hot wet swollen slit Sam gave a loud cry of ecstasy. When she felt me begin to flick at her clitty with the side of my thumb she did the same, only softer as she realised how loud she was before. Slowly I pressed the tip of my middle finger between her pussy lips, directly over the entrance to her tight vaginal passage. Just as slowly I pressed that same finger as deep as it would go, sighing as I felt the tightness of her love tunnel as she clamped her new found muscles as tight as she could in an effort to keep me where I was for as long as she could. While I was doing this I shuffled round so I was able to lift my knees over Sam's arms and settle down kneeling astride her head so I could get into the classic 69 position. I was already naked and, as I lowered my head between her thighs to replace my finger with my tongue I lowered my hips so the tip of my cock touched Sam's lips, and the drops of precum that had started to ooze from the end got wiped across her closed mouth.

As soon as she felt what was touching her lips, Sam opened her mouth and allowed my cockhead to slip inside. Once there she was split between sucking on it and gasping with pleasure as she felt my tongue begin to lash at her hard swollen clitoral bud that was poking out from it's protective hood as her state of arousal got higher and higher. Sam's scream when she came almost made me cum too as it vibrated against my cock that was buried deep in her mouth, almost gagging her, and certainly muffling the noise she was making. On and on she vocalised, yelling and crying as I lashed my tongue at her pussy and her clit, and pressing my lubed up finger through her tight puckered rose hole half way through her orgasm sending her to new heights before she could come down from where she risen to. I expected Sam to collapse in a heap after that, and reached back under my body to push her blindfold off her eyes so she could see when she woke up. I was wrong, and when she could see again she began to suck on my cock again, lifting her head up and down as she tried to drive me in and out of her tight clenched lips. Suddenly, almost without warning I felt my cock spasm, and the first blast of semen surge through it and out the end, aiming for the back of Sam's throat. As Sam relaxed her suction to swallow I lifted my hips, pulling my cockhead from her mouth, and bringing a cry of disappointment from her lips.

The next thing I heard was a gasp of surprise as Sam watched what was happening before her eyes. My cock was waving about, inches above her face, each spasm spraying semen in ever decreasing trails between her eyes and the swell of her breasts with every jerk, until it finally came to rest above her lips where the final few drops oozed from the tip and dripped slowly into her open mouth. When at last there was no more to cum Sam lifted her head slightly and sucked my now limp cock into her mouth and licked it clean and dry before allowing herself to collapse into a limp heap and lay quite still as she breathed hard and deep. I rolled over and shuffled round so I was laying beside her, finding that she was able to wrap her arms round my back and snuggle herself up against me, wiping all my cum off her face and into the hairs on my chest. After a few minutes when we'd both regained our breath I said softly "I don't know about you darling, but I need a shower. How about joining me?" "Please daddy" she murmured, and I sat up and moved down to untie her feet, kissing my way back up her legs from ankle to the top of her wide open thighs, and ending up with my tongue buried deep inside her hot wet tangy pussy. "Mmmm.. that's nice daddy, can we do it again later on please?" Sam murmured. I chuckled "Not until we've got cleaned up, and I've had a good nights sleep baby, I'm pretty tired right now, and need to rest for a while."

Seeing as she didn't seem to want to move I scooped her up into my arms and carried her to the bathroom. It wasn't far, but she managed to snuggle her head down against my chest, and sigh with contentment as she hugged herself to me. We showered quickly, helped each other dry off and powder down, then walked arm in arm back to my bed where we got in and immediately rolled into each other arms. "I love you so much daddy, I never want to sleep anywhere else but in your bed, and know I'm going to wake up snuggled up close to the one I love the most." I kissed her tenderly on top of her head, the only place I could reach without moving, then whispered "I love you too baby, and feel the same way about waking up with you in my arms." We soon drifted off and slept the sleep of the just, if not the innocent. As I drifted off to sleep, so I drifted into wakefulness, revelling in the pleasure of feeling a soft warm naked teenage girl snuggled up against me. When this hardened my already stiff penis it made me smile inwardly as I remembered that the same thing used to happen when Sam's mother was laying in the same place Sam was right now. I often regretted being so angry when I caught her 'inflagrante', and sometimes wondered how she was getting on on her own.

I was brought back to the here and now when I felt a soft warm hand wrap itself round my shaft and a gentle voice murmur "Hmmm.. that's what I like to feel in the morning. A nice hard piece of man flesh all ready for me to sit on." I opened my eyes and saw her looking up at me, a wide grin on her face, and loads of love in her eyes. "Don't be too long then baby" I said softly "I have to do other things with it very soon, so you only have a couple of minutes" Sam giggled as she scrambled to her knees and straddled my hips. In a flash I was buried deep inside her as she bounced up and down while I pressed the palms of my hands against her nipples, making them rub hard each time Sam moved in either direction. "Aggghhhh..." Sam cried out softly as she orgasm overtook her, and she sat down hard on my hips as she worked her hips to and fro, getting the most out of her climax as she rubbed her clitty against my pubic bone and the coarse hairs that surrounded the base of my slowly softening cock. "Oh, god, that's soooo good daddy" she sighed as she sat there, head hanging, and breast heaving, before she slowly collapsed forward on to my chest, wrapping her arms round me and wriggling herself round and round on my hirsute body. "Come on baby" I said as I rolled her off me, "I've got to go" and I scrambled out of bed and dashed to the bathroom where I stood over the toilet bowl and started to release the pressure on my bladder.

I'd hardly started when I saw Sam standing there beside me, her face flushed as she watched what was going on. When I was finished I gave my cock a final shake, smiling as she giggled at the action, then stood up saying "Well, curiosity satisfied darling?" Sam looked up at me, still blushing and nodded her head. She then took hold of my hand as she sat on the seat and relieved herself too. As she reached behind her for a piece of tissue I went to leave, but she held my hand, placed the wad in my hand and said softly "Please daddy." I knelt down in front of her, slipped my hand between her thighs and placed the wad of tissue on her soft moist pussy lips. As I began to move my hand forwards I leaned over and pressed my lips to hers in a soft tender kiss. Suddenly Sam gave a shudder, and moaned into my lips as she experienced a tiny orgasm. "Oh, jeez daddy, you have got to that for me again, and soon" Sam gasped as soon as our kiss was ended, and she stood up and melted into my arms, allowing me to guide her towards the shower. For a change we had a quick, business like shower, concentrating on getting freshened up rather than having wet sex. It wasn't long before we were sitting opposite each other at the kitchen table having a breakfast of cereals and toast.

Being Sunday we decided to lounge around the house dressed in our usual weekend clothes. For Sam this meant a tight T-shirt and short skirt with no panties. For me it was an old set of sweats. It also meant that everything was easy to remove if the need arose. As it was I decided to lay on the sofa and try to relax, after all, the past twenty-four hours had been pretty exhausting, for me at least. I'd just got comfortable when Sam came and laid full length on top of me, laying her head on my shoulder and her legs outside mine. After a few minutes wriggling about getting comfortable Sam said softly "Daddy, can we talk about an uncomfortable subject please?" I opened one eye, looked at her and replied "Uncomfortable for who?" She looked up at me, grinned cheekily and said "Well, I suppose it'll be uncomfortable for you actually daddy. That's if you even want to talk about it." I gave a deep sigh, wondering what I was letting myself in for then said "Well, OK baby, but if it gets too uncomfortable I'm likely to bring things to a close, understood?" "Yes daddy" she replied, then raised herself up on her arms which were pressing on my chest, smiled prettily and said "I was wondering if you think about Mom at all, daddy."

I closed my eyes for a moment, almost knowing what was going to happen, but deciding I had to tell her the truth, as any lie I told was bound to come back and haunt me in the future. "Sometimes baby" I replied, "Why do you ask?" "Well, I've always wondered if you still love her now that you have me to love" she looked me in the eye, grinned and said "You see daddy, I know that you've been pretty short of sex since Mom left. You never go out with other women, you never bring any home, so I just thought you might still miss Mom, and wish she was still around. That's all." I chuckled to myself, wondering at the way Sam had been keeping tabs on my love life. I suddenly wondered if she'd been reporting back to her mother all this time. I lifted my head, kissed her tenderly on the lips and slid my hands under her skirt, cupping her soft rounded buttocks in my hand. This made her forget what we were talking about, at least for the short time she was wriggling her butt in my palms. "Mmmm.. that's nice daddy" she gasped "But it doesn't answer my question." "Well" I started, "I suppose if you've been keeping that close a watch on me baby, you also know that I've been doing a lot of masturbating in an attempt to release my sexual frustration. Satisfied?" Sam grinned, wiggled her butt once more and said "Oh, I know that daddy, you made quite a lot of noise sometimes. I couldn't help but hear what you were doing."

This made me chuckle, and Sam smiled at me as she realised I wasn't in the least bit embarrassed by what she'd said. "Why the sudden interest in my personal sexual practices Samantha my love?" I asked gently. "Oh, I was just wondering if you were in the same state as Mom has been, that's all" she replied. "How do you mean, same state as your mother?" I responded. "Oh, well, it's just that we sort of talk about how our love lives are getting on, that's all" she said. "Just how much detail have you been going in to darling?" I asked her, suddenly worried I might be in trouble. Before she could answer I frowned, and added "Samantha darling, I sincerely hope you haven't been telling your mother all the things we've been doing. You did promise me it would be our secret you know." Suddenly I was being looked in the eye, and I saw a deep blush suffuse Sam's beautiful face. "Well, actually daddy, I haven't really broken that promise, you see, I didn't have to tell Mom what I was doing because she was the one that told me what I needed to get you to do for me. Like when you did my first tummy rub when I had a painful period. I'd been having them for a few days when I visited with Mom. I told her what was happening, and she told me to see if I could get you to rub my tummy for me."

An icy cold shiver ran down my spine when I realised what Sam was saying to me. Thoughts of a deep dark prison cell loomed large in my mind suddenly, and I felt the blood drain from my face as the full import of her words hit me. Sam looked at me, suddenly worried at the state I appeared to be in. she then leaned forward and kissed me tenderly, saying "Don't look so worried daddy darling, nothing is going to happen, I promise. Everything is alright, honestly." I wasn't convinced, but I must have got some colour back because Sam smiled at me as she continued, "I told you how she suggested I rub my boobs against your back when you stopped rubbing them better. We had a good giggle when she told me how she used to rub against your back until she was too big to get close enough to you. That's when she started to wake you up in the middle of the night and ask you to massage her breasts." I gave Sam a wry grin, "Well, it was a rotten job, but someone had to do it I suppose darling" I replied, and she giggled into my chest before placing a couple of warm wet kisses on my nipples. "I suppose you getting your cherry popped was her idea as well" I said somewhat ironically.

Sam blushed, "Oh, no daddy, that was my idea. Mind you, getting you to spank me was her suggestion. You see darling, darling, daddy, when I saw Mom on Friday I felt so awful that I started to cry almost as soon as I got into her car, and I didn't stop until we got to her apartment. That's when it all came out, and I told her what I'd done, and how I'd messed up, and how you didn't love me any more, and how I wanted to go and live with her because I couldn't stand having you hate me so much." By now Sam was in tears, and I pulled her up a little higher and kissed them away, before placing a tender loving kiss on her lips. "I never hated you darling, it was just my way of showing how much you'd hurt me, nothing else." Sam nodded, "That's what Mom told me. She also told me how stupid I was, and that I'd have been better off seducing you and getting you to do it for me." She grinned when she saw my smile, "I take it you didn't tell her I'd already offered to be your first, but in my own time, did you?" Sam shook her head, "Of course not daddy, I just asked her if I could ever make you love me again, and what I'd have to do to get you back."

"That's why I came home and begged you to spank me for being so stupid last week. The thing is daddy, Mom asked me to call her and tell her how everything turned out, but I didn't want to do that until you said it was OK." I took a deep breath, held it for a moment then let it out in an even deeper sigh. "Well baby, since you seem to have told your mother all of our secrets already, I don't suppose this one will make very much difference. After all if she intends to get me put away, she's had plenty of time to do it." Sam smiled, "Oh, that's the last thing she wants daddy. You see darling, she still loves you. She knows how much she hurt you, and wishes that she'd told you why it happened when you asked her. It's just that she couldn't bring herself to tell you the truth at the time." "What do you mean, tell me the truth. Isn't that what she told me when I asked her why she'd done what she did?" Sam shook her head slowly. "No daddy, you see what happened was that Mark came to her one day and told her that there was going to be an audit that would show that she'd taken a lot of money out of the company. He told her he could put things right but that it would cost her. Mom checked through the accounts, and found that there was over ten thousand dollars missing, and that it was in accounts that she administered. Rather than cause a fuss she decided to take the easy way out, knowing that you'd never know about it because you were out of town. The trouble was you came back early and caught them in bed."

Sam giggled then said "You should have seen moms smile when she told me how you smashed your fist into Marks face, and the lovely sound his nose made when you broke it." I grimaced, then told Sam how I'd broken my finger, but it still felt good to me too. "Well daddy, a few days after Mom moved out the auditors came in and she told them what had happened, and that Mark had left town with the money after putting the blame of her. The thing was daddy, they already knew what was happening, which is why they were there. You see, they'd been tracking the money as it was taken out over a number of weeks, and had traced the one that was stealing it through the records on the computer network. There never was a case against Mom, but she didn't know that until it was too late and the damage was done." I lay there, almost unable to think straight. After a while I said "Samantha my love, are you telling me that your mother knows that we're involved in a sexual relationship?" She grinned and nodded, "Yes daddy, where do you think I got all the ideas from?" "I still don't understand why this house isn't being invaded by hordes of police wanting to bang me up for life?" I said, still slightly shocked. Sam leaned forward, kissed me and said in a whisper "Shhhhh, don't tell anyone daddy, it's our special secret, no ones supposed to know about it."

"Are you saying to me that you'd like for your mother to come back and live with us again?" I asked. Sam nodded vigorously "Yes daddy, I'd like that very much. I know Mom feels the same, but she's frightened to ask you in case you turn her away again. That would destroy her." "There's something that would be destroyed if she came back my love" I said, Sam looked at me, frowned and said "What's that daddy?" I took her cheeks between my hands, kissed her tenderly and said "Me and you, laying like this, and you sleeping in my bed. Not to mention the wonderful sex we've been planning, or at least I've been planning. You do realise all that will have to stop if your mother is back in the family, don't you?" Sam suddenly looked serious; "Daddy darling, if missing all that means that you and Mom will get back together, then I guess we'll have to find some other way for me to get some regular loving" she grinned, then continued "Daddy, I love the feel of your penis inside me, but I'd sooner have moms arms round me every day, and I'd much rather have the two of you keeping me awake at night with her screams of pleasure every time you make her cum." That made me chuckle, and she giggled at the same time. "Well, OK darling, I'll see if I can think of some way to get her to come and see us that won't put her off. I'd rather not push things too hard, in case something's let slip about us." Sam kissed me passionately, "Thanks daddy, I knew there was a reason I loved you so much. I don't suppose you'd let me try to get you back together and talking to each other, would you?"

I suddenly realised just how much this was meaning to her. I didn't know she missed her mother quite so much, and I suppose that was because she had such a lot of contact with her. It struck me then, that that contact wasn't quite the same as having a mother living at home, and that a father, no matter how good and loving, could never take the place of a mother, no matter how hard he tries. "Well, OK darling, I don't see why not. Just remember not to try to force her to come. I'll go along with anything you set up, so long as it happens here at home, and we don't have to meet in an unnatural situation, understood?" "Yes daddy, at home, doing what we normally do. I can live with that, and I'm sure Mom will too." Sam then sat up on my hips, smiled lovingly at me and said "I guess it's OK for me to call Mom and tell her everything's OK between us?" "Yes of course it is darling, and there's really no need to lie to her, especially if she already knows what's going on" I replied, and a moment later I was back to laying on my own, once more trying to relax after a busy day in bed.

"Daddy" said Sam as we lay naked beside each other; we'd gone to bed early at her behest, I supposed so that she could get in as much love making as possible before her mother came to see us. "Yes baby" I responded gently, as I ran my fingertips up and down her soft smooth abdomen. "You know what you did to me yesterday, tying me to the bed, and blindfolding me. Well, you said it would be OK if I did it to you sometime, didn't you?" I grinned, knowing what was coming. "Yes my love, I did say that, why?" Sam rolled over and lay across my chest, looking me in the eye and said "Can I do it tonight please darling? It felt so wonderful when you made me cum, especially after everything else you did. I just want to see if I can make it as good for you by doing the same sort of thing." Knowing how much I used to enjoy just this sort of thing with my ex wife I couldn't see anything wrong in agreeing to what Sam wanted. Besides, as she said, I'd given her the thrill of it the previous day, why shouldn't I have the same today? "OK baby" I said softly "So long as the same rules apply for me as for you." Sam kissed me, smiling broadly as she said "Of course daddy, and why don't we use the same safe word as I had?" I chuckled, "Well, I don't know Sam darling, it might have been something that would make me stop, will it have the same effect on what you're doing?" After kissing me passionately Sam said in a soft voice "Daddy, I promise it will have a very great deal of meaning for me, and will definitely affect my actions all the time we're making love tonight."

Ten minutes later I was tied to the bed, my arms straight above my head, and my feet at the bottom corners. Sam drew the sheet over my naked body as she lay beside me, kissing my tenderly. "Right daddy, time for the blindfold I guess. Then the fun starts. Like you said to me darling, I'm going to do nothing to hurt you, but you can stop me doing anything by using our safe word, OK?" I looked into her eyes, smiled and nodded "Yes darling, I trust you, just like you trusted me." With that Sam covered my eyes with the soft silk scarf, passing it round the back of my head and tying it at the front ensuring my complete lack of vision for the next few minutes, or perhaps longer. I'd already anticipated what Sam would do first, and that was to leave the room and go to the bathroom for some reason, just as I had the previous day. Despite my foreknowledge it still seemed a long time before Sam returned, and I put it down to a long time since this had happened, rather than to her stretching it out too long. After all, she wanted to make love to me as much as I wanted her to do it to me. I sighed as I heard the door open and sensed Sam's presence next to me when she touched the edge of the bed. The next thing I felt was the sheet being yanked off me, baring my naked body to her view, and actually making her issue a soft gasp as if it was something unusual.

Very gently a body sat on the bed beside me, and a soft warm hand began to trace circles across my chest, flicking my nipples, and scratching at my coarse hairs. That this also started to fill my cock with blood made her giggle softly, and I felt her fingertips move quickly down my abdomen until they were combing through my coarse pubic hair and gently stroking at the suddenly hard throbbing shaft of my now erect cock. After spending a few minutes caressing my genitals her hand came up my body once more, and I felt her soft warm lips attach themselves to my nipples, turn and turn about, until the were as swollen and engorged as hers would have been under the same treatment. On and on it went, kissing, stroking, pinching and flicking at my nipples, then moving back down to my cock which she quickly took in her mouth and began to suck on like a Hoover. Not wanting to cum in her mouth, knowing it would take me ages to get back to some sort of potency, and thus spoiling the rest of the evening for her, I decided to try to get her to stop. The only way that would happen was if I used the safe word, so I decided to do it, not knowing if she would actually obey it. "No Sam, 'Mommies Watching'" I gasped, and sure enough I was free from her sucking maw in a moment or two. The next thing I felt was a tight, warm and very wet vaginal sheath engulfing my recently abandoned cock, and a loud gasp of pleasure being uttered as I was taken to my full length inside her.

That's when I began to panic, as I felt someone climbing on the bed beside my chest, then felt and smelled a hot wet pussy being lowered on to my protesting mouth as Sam gasped "No daddy, Mom isn't watching, she's joining me on your cock while I get eaten out by your expert tongue." Seconds later I was unable to make any protest as I was gagged by a swollen and sopping wet teenage pussy that just demanded to be eaten, and I decided that, whatever else was happening I was going to concentrate on doing just that. It didn't take long for Sam to reach her climax. I guess the fact of having her mother sitting behind her impaled on my hard throbbing cock, had something to do with it, but I also knew that she was extremely horny from all the touchy feely we'd indulged in during the day. I wasn't therefore surprised when Sam suddenly exploded in orgasm, her cries of ecstasy loud enough to wake the dead let alone the neighbours. Her orgasm was the trigger for mine, and as I was receiving a flood of her orgasmic juices in my mouth, and over my chin, I gave a loud cry, effectively muffled by her pussy lips, and began to shoot a massive stream of hot sticky semen deep into my ex wife's receptive body. This of course caused a cascade of orgasms, and as the first of my wads of cum spattered against her cervix Trish screamed out as her own climax overtook her senses, making her collapse against Sam's back, almost knocking her over, and off my face.

After a few moments Sam scrambled from off me. And from under her mother, allowing Trish to lay full length on my body, and letting my slowly softening cock to slip from the tight sheath of her pussy as she slid off me and lay by my side. I then felt the soft touch of Trish's lips as they attached themselves to mine in a soft warm passionate kiss, closely followed by a short session of having my chin and cheeks licked clean of Sam's orgasmic effusion. "Mmmm, I didn't realise Sam would taste quite so wonderful Jack darling" she said softly, then I gasped as I felt Sam's tongue begin to work it's way up and down my flaccid cock, as she cleaned up her mothers and my combined cum. "And I never knew just how tasty daddies cum would taste if it was mixed with yours, either Mom" Sam replied from behind her mother, who was now laying across my chest as she looked down into my eyes. Trish smiled at me as I looked up into the depths of her beautiful blue eyes, almost losing myself as I remembered what it used to be like when I did this every morning. "I don't suppose this would be a good time to ask you to forgive me for being so stupid all those years ago Jack darling?" she said softly, "You see darling, I was so ashamed of what I'd done to you, and of what was happening to me at work, I just couldn't tell you about it. I didn't want you two to be dragged into the humiliation I was going to be experiencing when I was put in prison for stealing the companies money. I guess I was just too stupid to realise nothing was going to happen to me until it was too late, and we were actually divorced."

I smiled lovingly up at her, "That's very easy for me to do Trish darling" I said softly "The one thing that does bother me is how, what Sam and I have been doing, is going to affect your wish to come back home?" By now Sam was laying beside me, her head resting on my arm, which she'd untied as I was talking to Trish, and she began to giggle as she turned on her side to snuggled up close to me. "Oh dearest, darling Jack" gasped Trish as she also giggled into me chest "Where do you think Sam got all her ideas from?" I shook my head slowly as I said "I just thought she'd been listening to her friends at school, and wanted to try things out. Apart from the tummy rubbing, and rubbing her sore boobies when she was younger." Trish placed another soft sweet kiss on my lips, "Well, of course she did darling, but she always talked to me about what she heard at school, and I told her what really happened, or how something really felt, then I got her to ask you to show her. After all darling, we both knew that you'd never do anything to hurt her, no matter how much she got you to do for her." "And you never did daddy" put in Sam as she pressed her naked breasts against the side of my chest. "In the end" said Trish, "It became a bit of a game to see just how far Sam could get you to go before you felt enough was enough." Trish looked up at Sam and smiled, "Then of course, the silly thing went a little bit too far, and almost lost you. You wouldn't believe how hard I had to work to get her back in your loving arms. What happened yesterday morning was the result as you know. And me being here now is a result of what the two of you did."

I smiled at this, "Yes, well, I suppose I should have seen something like this coming, even if only from the way Sam was so eager to agree to the conditions I laid down. I can't even say she did anything wrong, because she only did as I said, assuming you take my words at their loosest possible meaning." Sam giggled into my chest "To be honest daddy, I had to think long and hard to come up with this plan. And it seems I got it right first time, didn't I?" "Yes you did my love" I said softly, "The only thing that is going to bother me is what happens with you and me if your mother comes back. I'm not really happy with your early suggestion, it wouldn't be fair to you, now would it?" Sam looked up at me, tears filling her eyes, as she said "I told you daddy, I don't care about that, so long as Mom and you get back together. I can always go and find a guy from school, there's plenty of them been trying to get into my pants for ages. I'm sure I can find one that I can teach to be as good a lover as you are." "That's just it darling" I said softly "The reason you got me making love to you in the first place was so you didn't have to take that sort of risk. Even being on the pill won't be any sort of protection, especially if one of them gets a little over eager one night."

"What on earth are you two talking about?" put in Trish as I paused for a moment. Sam looked at her and said "Well Mom, daddy said that we'd have to stop making love if you came back, and I told him that it didn't matter, because I'd rather have you back than keep on sleeping with him." Trish looked at me, then at Sam and said "I don't suppose anyone thought to ask me what I thought, did they?" and before either Sam or I could answer she continued "Jack darling, I'm afraid that if you made that decision, I'm going to have to tell you I won't be coming back. It wouldn't be fair on Sam, or on you, if my presence was to bring your lovemaking to an end, especially as I'm the one that got the two of you started in the first place." Trish looked at me, she kissed me, then said softly "I'm serious Jack darling, if you have me back, it's on the understanding that Sam sleeps in the same bed and makes love to you at least as much as I do." She grinned, then added "At least, she'll probably make love to you more than me because she's so much younger and fitter than I am, and also probably gets horny far more than I ever will, being a teenager and all."

I looked at Sam as she lay beside me. "Well Sam darling, I guess it's up to you. Is that what you'd like to happen my love?"

Sam looked at me, her eyes misty with tears as she said "Please daddy."